(side note: that's a phrase that makes me laugh until I cry and cry until I laugh at the same time, maybe one day I'll explain but it's a bit too fresh, and other parties are involved that might be embarassed. Well, not MIGHT be embarassed, WILL be embarassed. And by "embarassed" I mean "driven to a murderous fury by a certain redhead's cavalier attitude about sharing extremely personal information that could be really, really damaging even though said person might really deserve it.")
So, does the zoloft make one ill? I had my normal one egg, two bacon, one wheat toast breakfast, and at this time of day I'm usually all growly with hunger. I did have about 10 candy corn pieces but surely THAT can't be what's twisting my guts into knots?