Mr. Depression, Ms. Shrink and Mr. God (or Alcohol is the shit. or The Whatever Post)
I’ve written before about how I might have been suffering from a really bad case of Seasonal Affective Disorder. Well, I’m 100% sure that I’m suffering from it now.
This doesn’t surprise me the least since after being prescribed antidepressants and after my psychiatrist issued a moratorium on all of my activities that involve alcohol, [...]
