Edibles and lexapro

While the premise was erotic (l loved the indulgence in edibles, for example) this badly needed a proofreading. The numerous errors were very distracting. Please keep writing, but please find yourself an editor.

Can someone out there confirm that most antidepressants are dispensed as pills, which are hard to grind to soluble dust?
I grant that the effect is real, as many women on Lexapro have found, but its administration has to be subtle.

I like that she was getting her needs met, and I found them eating edibles particularly erotic. I never knew just how much hotter they could make sex...Until I tried them. Now sex is like a whole new experience after a bit of mind bending.

Mmm! You need to be a good son and help your mom and BOTH your friends to hook up! Maybe a nice mother's day gift of inviting your buds for a sleep over with some edibles? I have a feeling you'd love to see mommy getting RAILED! 😍😍😍
If only I had had a brother with horny friends like this! I would have been thrilled to be the 'stripper'! 🥰💋💋💋

I appreciate your feedback. I will admit, I wrote a lot of this story while I was on edibles myself, and it will doubtless be flawed as a result. And yes, it wasn't meant to be an exaltation of Trump supporters at all, as I tried to make clear before the story began. The thrill was meant to be in the taboo elements and fetishes that I've had in the back of my mind for a while. Kent wasn't ever supposed to be someone I genuinely admire (he certainly isn't), I just had this strange fantasy in the back of my head and this writing was meant to do something with it in a safe anonymous place.

My problem with the idea that we are born to act a certain way is:
When you were an infant, how much reading did you do? Oh, you did not yet know how to read. You had to be taught how to read.
Your birth nature of ignorance was altered by your life experience of being taught to be knowledgeable. Yes, your biological nature is to be illiterate but it is your social culture that teaches you to be literate.
You are born hungry and you will stay hungry until you have been taught how to grow and harvest and cook edibles for food.
Whether it be theocracy or aristocracy or state-capitalism, the society you live in teaches you to act as demanded for your caste. People are collectively taught to be assholes, out of the individual fear of being rejected by the pack leaders.
The Stalinists had a saying, When you run with wolves, you must learn to howl!
- fanfare - {for the Common Man of decency}

As the title says, I'm not a doctor (or a lawyer, counselor, or any other medical type), but I am an engineer. I hadn't noticed the comparision to Ohios' story, but it is valid. I'll buy the BiPolar excuse before the depression. I have inlaws, outlaws, and regular relatives that are bipolar, and each in their own way are very scary. The biggest problem with the bipolar excuse, is that it just doesn't manifest in six months. The infidelity was, I assume (risking all for that word) was a one-time occurence. She knew what she was doing but couldn't (wouldn't) help herself. Very strange circumstances, but I guess the onset of menopause could start triggering symptoms. God knows menopause triggers enough on its own. Things just didn't seem to fit together on the cheating.
Next thing that bothered me, Ju never seemed to profess any desire to have a restored muscle car, that was his dream. Why would he plan to give it to her? Especially as a surprise. It would make more sense to tell her upfront that he wanted to give her a part of his dream, and let her share in the restoration. Then she'd appreciate the car.
Lastly an observation, if I were to see my S.O. performing in a car next to me, I'd loose it too. I don't know if I'd be racing the troopers, but I'd sure be leaving in a hurry! Strange that the wife gets a 'walk' on her infidelity due to mental health issues. The husband gets nailed for loosing it during what could be considered a serious mental health incident. Seems like the constant inequities in civil vs criminal offenses will never change.
Time for me to take my Lexapro again, I'm starting to feel depressed (grin)! Thanks for sharing a very good story!