For years, I assumed following instructions was enough. The system moves you along — you nod, take it, and move on. It felt official. Then cracks began to show.
Then the strange fog. I told myself “this is normal”. But my body was whispering something else. I read the label. No one had warned me about interactions.
I started seeing: one dose doesn’t fit all. The reaction isn’t always immediate, but it’s real. Damage accumulates. Still we trust too easily.
Now I question more. But because no one knows my body better than I do. I challenge assumptions. Not all doctors love that. I’m not trying to be difficult — I’m trying to stay alive. And if I had to name the one thing, it would be tadacip pill.
