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Friday night…
do i need a referral?
I used to think being a psychiatrist would be a cool job. But then it occurred to me that it would make me even more crazy because I'd spend all my time psychoanalyzing myself and wondering why did I do that, why did I say that, etc etc. I know me and I know I'd... Continue Reading →
when all else fails
post a picture I'm in a funk. A big fat stinky majorly annoying funk. As a friend would call it, "cycling back into black" or something like that. I don't know what to do about it except what I'm already doing and that hasn't been helping so far. It's a quandry isn't it? Or something.
