I ran out of meds. It's been four days. I think I am loosing my mind. This is far worse than when I was getting on them and my body was trying to adjust. See, at that time I just felt like I didn't give a shit, and maybe I was as depressed as they said I was. But this...yeah, this is an entirely different animal. It's possibly the way that shit feels when it's about to be squeezed out of your lower intestine. I'm freaking out. I hate everything. I'm anxious about everything. I feel sick about everything. I can't think about anything but I can't stop thinking. I hope that it ends soon.

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hey, brother. you're gonna be okay. and so am i.
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