copacetic
King of the Hippies
Well.
Was feeling like a zombie. Lowered my dose of medication. Now I don't feel like a zombie, but absolutely miserable. There are not really words to describe what this, to borrow a word from Terry Pratchett, embuggerance does to you.
Ugh.
As a friend said to me this afternoon: 'you are a lifer, get used to it'.
The thought of having to use medication for whatever remains of my life mortifies me. Ideally, I'd have access to a mental health professional. My medical aid though, scoffs at the notion that depression and the like are conditions worthy of spending coin on.
Any how.
Update. **** one.
Meh.
Was feeling like a zombie. Lowered my dose of medication. Now I don't feel like a zombie, but absolutely miserable. There are not really words to describe what this, to borrow a word from Terry Pratchett, embuggerance does to you.
Ugh.
As a friend said to me this afternoon: 'you are a lifer, get used to it'.
The thought of having to use medication for whatever remains of my life mortifies me. Ideally, I'd have access to a mental health professional. My medical aid though, scoffs at the notion that depression and the like are conditions worthy of spending coin on.
Any how.
Update. **** one.
Meh.