Almost Done
Okay, 3:30. I'm outta hear at 3:50. Well, I'm finished work, anyway ...
My ride doesn't get here until 4:12. I think I'll stop off at the
grocery store on my way home to get some Coke, unless I get Chuckles the
laugh-a-minuted driver I had coming home last Friday.
It has been suggested that I pursue the possibility of clinical
depression. I appreciate the concern behind that suggestion. I don't
believe what I am experiencing to be clinical depression, neither does
my doctor. I was on anti-depressants in the mid-nineties, under pressure
from Tammy. My doctor and I both decided that the only reason I was on
them was that Tammy wanted me to be on them, because she didn't want to
be the only one in the relationship who was on these things. Please
understand, Tammy was an exception in so many ways, I don't want to
imply for a second that all, or even most people who need these
medications are like that. But it was most certainly the case with
Tammy, though.She tried so hard to get me to believe I was dealing with
the same things she believed she was dealing with. Poor girl, I don't
know if she even realized that she destroyed her relationship with her
family, with me, with her friends, with my friends, with her partner
after me, and with the medical profession that tried to help her.
My ride doesn't get here until 4:12. I think I'll stop off at the
grocery store on my way home to get some Coke, unless I get Chuckles the
laugh-a-minuted driver I had coming home last Friday.
It has been suggested that I pursue the possibility of clinical
depression. I appreciate the concern behind that suggestion. I don't
believe what I am experiencing to be clinical depression, neither does
my doctor. I was on anti-depressants in the mid-nineties, under pressure
from Tammy. My doctor and I both decided that the only reason I was on
them was that Tammy wanted me to be on them, because she didn't want to
be the only one in the relationship who was on these things. Please
understand, Tammy was an exception in so many ways, I don't want to
imply for a second that all, or even most people who need these
medications are like that. But it was most certainly the case with
Tammy, though.She tried so hard to get me to believe I was dealing with
the same things she believed she was dealing with. Poor girl, I don't
know if she even realized that she destroyed her relationship with her
family, with me, with her friends, with my friends, with her partner
after me, and with the medical profession that tried to help her.
clinical depression