rant.

I don’t really understand why everyone insists on attributing my depression to situations and different issues. I’ve been diagnosed with it, I’ve been aware of it since I hit puberty, and people constantly tell me to ‘cheer up’ and ‘smile’. When I finally consider the option of anti-depressants (something which I am very hesitant about) people blow up and tell me I don’t really have depression; it’s just such and such and you’ll get over it.

Well fuck it, if the UK health system is handing out prescriptions for prozac so easily, then I might as well take advantage of it, rather than being ridiculed and waitlisted.