No, there's nothing you can do for me

No list written, no urgent, or otherwise, items acted on. Except, I did read some work email, and I put the wash in the dryer, and I spent an hour and a half looking at body jewelry and not ordering anything.

People reach out, you know, because they don't know any better.I'll just let them down. They don't know that the fixes are temporary. It's not as fun the next go-around.

In my heart I am convinced my doc got it wrong, I'm not bipolar or depressed, just lazy, stupid and undisciplined. So, what if the drugs helped when the antidepressants didn't. Wouldn't they make a faker feel a bit better too?

Well, I made some coffee.

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