It feels really good to have friends like Susan who get you and your twisted sense of humor such that they will buy you a sign to prove it.
I know better than to go off of my meds again. But this sign gave me a legitimate belly laugh.
That Susan. She’s sneaky-funny. Where are you going to hang it?
She is sneaky-funny. You have to watch her. I can’t decide where I’m going to put it. After school starts the downstairs is getting repainted, so I’ll be moving some things around. Perhaps over the mantel?
I got a giggle out of this too, but in reality skipping doses is a really bad idea (at least for me… I’m on an SNRI, and its half life is short, so you have to take it at the same time every day or you’ll be even more insane than if you took nothing.) Not to be preachy, or… um… anyway, going back to minding my own bidness. (Even when I was on an SSRI-Lexapro, I played fast and loose with taking it, would skip doses sometimes and end up in the laundry room, for instance, hiding and sobbing because I yelled and threw things.)
Yeah. I can tell when I haven’t taken mine. Probably because I turn into a Weapon of Mass Destruction. So I take them. No one needs to see that if I don’t.
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