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A journey of self-improvement - or not. |
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Sup? I'm Char. You may know me from timeless classics such as
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Artist: Ugly Casanova Song: Parasites [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] So, I've legit been sick for over 3 weeks now. "If they can put a man on the moon, why can't they _______" When I was a kid, I felt like when I went to the doctor I'd get a diagnosis then go home with meds and feel better within a few days. Now when I go to a doctor, it feels like they're doing some kind of in-depth financial forecasting with intense scenario and situational analysis. I go in like, "Hey, so, here are my symptoms." And they're like, "Uhhhh... well, let's see. Hmm... It could be A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H..." Is this a fucking multiple choice test? At this point, why can't I just step into a machine for 10 seconds that spits out a diagnosis and move on with my life? I swear, it doesn't matter what the illness is, my doctors never get it right on the first try. They just toss me some pills and tell me to come back next week when I'm inevitably still sick. And then we do it again with different pills. It's not just physical health issues either, it's mental health issues too. My therapists are hangin' out on their computers typing my symptoms into google like, "Uhhh, oh it says here you might have obsessive compulsive disorder..." Bitch, I could've done that shit on my own instead of paying you $150 an hour. I feel like no one can help me as an adult. Like everything is just "hmmm, yeah, I dunno." And I don't know when or how it became like that, but it makes me anxious af like every day. So yeah, that's all I got for today. God and Satan, they gamble when you're dead Beams of light, one's sprite The other's bourbon instead |