My old psychiatrist–the continuing series about my mental health providers

The one that got me on this bloody cocktail in the first place. The man I loved and now sometimes hate for drugging me up so bad. I've spoken of him in angry tones talking about the blind betrayal he wrought upon me by having only one solution--more and more pills. His loyal, belief in... Continue Reading →

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