So I went to the shrink, and I am not depressed.
No, but seriously, he said I have mild symptoms that may or may not develop into depression. I’m sharing this with you, internet world, becuase you have absolutely no idea who I am.
Ahh, the safety of anonimity.
Even if you did know who I am, this is fact, so whatever. So, I got sleeping pills of some natural substance the brian makes to fix my fucked up sleeping patterns. That’s it, I have another date with the doctor in like a week, and we’ll see where it goes from there.
Also, my parents have changed around me, in result, I changed too. It’s not abad change, it was just weird. My parents are now giving more liberties and permissions and stuff. I think they didn’t expect their model kid to turn out depressed, or even close to that. So I believe this is an attempt to make me happy, so that it doesn’t develop into depression. Do not judge me, since that is my belief, I am trying very hard to not take advantage of it. No extra benefits being asked, I promise.
So now I am waiting. My parents are waiting too, but mostly me. I am waiting to see what happens, and I am ready to you know, face whatever does happen. So, whether I’m depressed or not, wish me luck. This is a tough world we live in.