quandary
I'm meeting with my shrink next week. Should I...
Feel free to weigh in.
a) press for a change in anti-depressant medication, so that I am able to continue in my nowhere job for X more years?
b) advocate discontinuing anti-depressants, in the hope that I am knocked off my 'complacency can' and prompted to give my life the hard re-evaluation it so desperately needs?
c) ask for a renewal of weekly visits?
d) b and c
Feel free to weigh in.
Comments
Instead you meet a new hot doctor over cocktails while blowing off the appointment. You go back to his place and shtup his brains out and he gives you a whole new meaning of life and love.
I need meds then, cause im dying over here. ugh
Also get rid of all your sad music. (i.e. The Smiths, Depressed Mode, etc.)
Finally, buy me something...a smile on my face will put a smile on yours!
(hugs big red, you're so darn cute, you need to be happy...i know, i know "look who's talking")
Crucie: yes, lots of supervision.
Jimmy: we already tried, you tool!
Tornwordo: sensible
AG: I think doctors like to meet other doctors, but I like where you're going with this
anonymous: no, you're Lola!
Natasha: god I loves ya
pGuy: embrace the new era... better living through pharmaceuticals and consumer debt!
yja: I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I’m miserable now
dead: I'd rather join "Hooray for Everything" (from The Simpsons)
mitz: I've been to the tubs once in 12 months. I do try and apply for jobs. And I prefer guys my own age. Everything else you've called me on... you've got a point.
j0rge: you rule
nölff: what pillz would those be?