Disturbed...
At least something good has come of my rage-cool music I've found!
As the words of my newly acquired "Shrink" fill my head, I open a liquid creamer at Braums and mistakingly pour it into my ice water. I can feel the acid from my stomach coming up in my throat. I reach for an antacid, swallow it down with some of the disgusting now cream filled ice water only to realize the damn thing was a pseudophed. Yep, I'd lost it-in one half hour session with Doc Psych, I'd lost the little bit of sanity, dignity, and hope for being "normal" that I had left.
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