Thank you for not being perky

Here is a picture of me and Moomin in the pool in SoCal.

Here is a picture of Moomin making rabbit ears on Jack. I have no idea what is going on with Jack’s mouth in this picture but it is funny.

In totally unrelated and way less cute news… I have a new doctor and she adjusted my meds. not in dosage but the time I take them. She was like, “You are doing it ALL WRONG” in a thick Russian accent. Then she proceeded to ask me all these questions about my mental health that made me feel like a total failure as a depressed crazy person.

Her: Do you wash your hands repeatedly? me: NOPE. her: Are you sure? Do you worry about germs? me: NO! Her: are you SUUUUURE?
Her: so you quit your job? Me: youbetcha! Her: Were you angry? was there yelling? Me: um. No! wtf! I sent my manager an email and then walked over and waved and then spent the rest of the day trash talking with my coworkers and getting wasted. surely that’s totally normal…

She told me I probably have Dysthymia and am doomed to low grade depression for my whole life unless I descend into a major depression that isn’t quite so close to poor little rich girl syndrome.

My whole point here is to say that just switching WHEN I was taking my meds has me all weird and having side effects like I am just starting. I’m all nervous and twitchy and lip bite-y. And doesn’t that seem weird?

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