Started my day out with a doctor appointment. It was winter. It was depressing and it was long. The constant feeling of emptiness everytime I'm forced to face my mental illnesses. The doctor prescribed me with some new medication. Funny how things pan out. Get off one addictive drug and they hand you a new one. Is it bad to say that I don't trust doctors? I never have and probably never will. What makes them so qualified to educate me on myself? I don't care how many years of schooling they do. What class do they take that teaches them how to read someone's mind and judge their thoughts? Today is the dead of winter.
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