this is the modern way, faking it every day
This is not a good day. I'm not sure if I'm crabby because everyone else is, or if everyone else is crabby because I am. Either way, it sucks. And I'm leaving in 15 minutes for my appointment with Dr. Parkinson, which is scary. I have to tell him that I don't like his medication and he either needs to put me on something that doesn't make me feel medicated, or take me off entirely. And see if I can get some time off work, because I think if I could just de-stress a little from that, everything else would go better. Anyway.....we'll see how that goes. It's not like my well-being - or existence - is real high on his radar anyway. Last time I went to see him he thought I was there for chemical dependence.