Step One
Went to the doctor's office today. He gave me a questionnaire, some pamphlets, some sample meds, and said he'd refer me to a councilor/therapist. I go back in two weeks.
I feel weird taking medication. I mean, I realize something is wrong with me, but nothing... physically feels wrong. Like my brain is still saying, "what the fuck ever, you're just pretending to make yourself feel better." Or I'm just posing or something. But I guess if my doctor agrees enough to shove seratonin enhancers at me, my brain can go fuck itself.
I feel weird taking medication. I mean, I realize something is wrong with me, but nothing... physically feels wrong. Like my brain is still saying, "what the fuck ever, you're just pretending to make yourself feel better." Or I'm just posing or something. But I guess if my doctor agrees enough to shove seratonin enhancers at me, my brain can go fuck itself.