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Join Date: Jul 2007
Location: MURDEROPOLIS
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Jul 8th, 2011, 06:07 PM
I was forced into taking psychiatric medication by my parents when I was about 11-12 years old. They were crappy parents and didn't want to pay for actual therapy, so they took me to the office of some thick-accented Greek child specialist named (I can't remember the actual spelling) Titsa Flesch, who diagnosed me with severe depression and ADD. I was given an assortment of drugs and the rest is history.
I tried to just outright quit taking my pills a couple of months ago, forgetting that I had to go to work that day, and had to clock out early because I was extremely depressed, angry at everyone, and couldn't stop shaking.
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"You've gotta' look to the future. The future is anarchy. I'm talking about lawlessness, I'm talking about the Lebanons of the future. I'm talking about the breakdown of the whole system. The military defending people against people. You won't get your appropriations waving that flag, there's no glory in that kind of warfare!"
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