I get a call from my doctor telling me that he "personally" thinks i should be put back on my anti-depressants. So i carried conversation and then i got off the phone with him. Out of no where i started to cry, just thinking i hate that a pill is supposed to hide the real me. Thinking, wtf is wrong with my life. Sure there are people out in the world with much worst problems but the feeling that just stays there is almost like a permanent scar. I felt as if i was doing well without the meds and to be told that i was better off on them just shoots all dreams down. im sorry guys, im just really depressed.
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