I feel like I'm going to lose my fucking mind sometimes. I hate when people think their answers are the right ones for everyone. You know what? KISS MY ASS. I'm so fucking sick of these people thinking that if you live in fucking fairyland, things are going to be okay. YOUR SOLUTION MIGHT NOT BE RIGHT FOR EVERYONE. Don't tell me I need some fucking book. Don't tell me meds don't work. Don't fucking tell me any of that shit unless I want to fucking know about it. I'm sick of these fucking pretentious people acting like they know what its like to be me and like they have any fucking clue as to what I am about. I'm fucking sick of that. I'm not going to read yet another stupid fucking book, I'm not going to be saved by the Lord or whatever, I'm not going to quit taking my meds and I'm not going to just get over it. Yeah, are my meds making me a little crazy today? Fuck yes they are. If I wasn't at work I'd probably be sitting here punching myself in the fucking face trying to get these thoughts feelings out of my fucking head. In case you didn't know, I just recently got an increase on my lexapro and I feel fucking weird. Like I'm not even in my body in a sense. Just completely fucking out of it. But then I remember I am in my body and my brain just goes haywire. It's almost like a jolting feeling. Like I imagine the electric chair would be. At least the chair is doing some good I suppose.