it’s partly an expression of my teenage angst, but mostly it’s a moo-cow

julie warshawHow can you not love a friend who’s on working anti-depressants? It’s like friendship with a safety net; they can’t stay mad at you for long. Literally. In the company of an individual, successfully treated by anti-depressants, a combination of dis-fortuitous circumstances will result in, at most, a twenty-minute hissy fit. They then become so racked with guilt over their vaguely justified emotions that they cave to your every whim, in a proven effort to rectify the situation. But watch out. They may not appreciate your subsequent inability to 180 in under twenty. And then it’s on. Bitch.


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