Why am I such an idiot? Why can't I do what I'm told? Why do I always have to bloody believe I'm different?
I stopped taking my pills on the 12th. I couldn't believe I'd ever been ill. I was feeling fine.
I've just started taking them again, because today I feel like hell. I was feeling great. Then the great feeling started to get unpleasant. Now I can remember too damn well how not great the great feeling can get. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I hope I've caught it in time - the room is twisting a bit - this too too solid desk sometimes 'gives' - and my head feels well and truly on fire again.
"I told you so!"
There. I've said it before anyone else chips in with it.
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I AM AN IDIOT
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