Lmao... I pretty much sit in silence all day... shocking but I probably only speak about 50 words a day since I'm pretty much always alone or doing something on my own... I just wonder what it will be once school rolls around. Blegh... my orientation is 4:00-8:00 pm... oh well. Better than being strangled with a phone cord or bleeding to death. Oh well, at least they'll have air conditioning.
That was going to really be their campaign slogan that the 527 group they hired to work for them was going to use... then Sen. John McCain stepped in. Yes, I'm just shittin' ya.
I went to a therapist. She was really nice but kinda stupid. And she'd never taken any drugs in her entire life. A lot of my problems were from drugs, so she couldn't help me there, so guess what. She put me on celexa, an antidepressant/anti-anxiety drug, and I took that for two months and became apathetic and stupid. one day I smoked weed again and remembered how to cry! that night i flushed my pills down the toilet. And good riddance. I needed to heal, and that was a waste of two months of my time, and I can only hope that it won't have side-effects. Please don't let anyone give you drugs like celexa for mental sicknesses. you need to solve your problem and heal, not sweep it under the rug. by the way I am healing now, and I'm not smoking or doing any drugs right now (not that theyre bad, but just so you know)
Yes I have been going to one since I was 12. Sorta young I guess, but I started feeling depressed around then and needed some one I could talk to. Actaully, I think I have an appointment tomorrow...
I used to go to one when I was ten... I hardly remember details though... she was really old and had pictures of happy faces all over...
A lot of...well, 'brain drugs,' for lack of a better term in mine, kind of scare me, because it seems like the change things that pills we swallow really shouldn't be able to change. In some ways, they effect the way you think, no? And the prospect of losing my mind that way is terrifying...i'd much rather be screwed up naturally.
indeed. I love happy-crazy people. I have a couple friends that are like that and I love them to bits for it! Unhappy-crazy people see a lot of things 'normal' people don't see in their perspective, so you're totally right. Makes the world interesting and wonderful (until people start inflicting pain )
My family wants me to go to a therapist since a few years or something. But I kinda don´t want to sit right in front of a stranger and talk the hell outta me.
I had to go to a therapist when I got arrested and expelled from school. All the dumb bitch ever asked was 'How's school?'....'I'm expelled, I don't have a damn clue.' Needless to say, she told the judge who ordered me to her that she didn't want me back in her office.
this must be the longest time a thread has gone without being completely changed into why we need to save the extinct walruses
