Dear bad mood,

You have been horrible those past two days.
Because of you, I wish I could turn into stone anybody who addresses me, or even look slightly in my direction.

I fucking hate you. Go away soon.

Sincerely,

Me

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Dear Lexapro,

You know I love you, but you have done more for me in the past. I might be worng, but I feel like you're just not doing as much for me now as you've done before. You have been stronger, and you've had my back in worse times.

Would you please just kick in already? I need an extra push.

Love,

Me

exactly how I feel

"If i could throw a parade for lexapro and how it saved my life, i totally would."

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