u/icrossedtheroad

I went through it. Peri/True/Post. Years and years without diagnosis. Then when I was finally trying to get my shit together, they (two male doctors and one very young female nurse practitioner) said I can't be on meds because of BP and a recent enjoyment of stress vaping. (The least, if any, nicotine.). And this was only because I the "real doctor" was referred to cancelled every appointment I had til it was nearly 10 months from the original one.

Anyhoo. I have this face. Yes, I'm going through things. And I try to keep it up for the majority, but what is up with the frowning? Like, I remember when we were young and they said it takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile. And maybe that's why I did look so young for so long. Or maybe it was the constant tears from depression that softened my face outside of the Oil of Olay I started in my late teens...

I just can feel it. Like I'm just so sad? Disgusted? Unhappy? Scared? Doesn't help I'm watching Johnny Got His Gun right now. But even when I delve into the brainless reality shows. I can't stop it. Am I alone?

EDIT - My people! I appreciate your responses, understanding, condolences, and shared experience. I truly believe it is mostly GENX that is bringing a huge awareness that it sucks balls and we're not going to take it anymore!!! ✊🏼 🤬

There are currently FOUR Harrison Ford movies playing at the moment. Is there something I should be worried about?
Temple of Doom, Hollywood Homocide, Witness, and Clear and Present Danger.

Drove by today and saw white paper in the windows. Are they painting it something other than a bingo hall white, or are they done for?