Back then, I believed healthcare worked like clockwork. The pharmacy hands it over — you nod, take it, and move on. It felt safe. But that illusion broke slowly.
At some point, I couldn’t focus. I told myself “this is normal”. But my body was whispering something else. I watched people talk about their own experiences. No one had warned me about interactions.
It finally hit me: one dose doesn’t fit all. The same treatment can heal one and harm another. Damage accumulates. Still we trust too easily.
Now I question more. But because no one knows my body better than I do. I take health personally now. It makes appointments awkward. This is self-respect, not defiance. And if I had to name the one thing, it would be <a href="sumo.app/forum/tutorials-and-techniques/...ug-different-dangers">silagra 100</a>.