A mental update.
They lost my piss. This wasn't a test tube, this was like a 4 pint of milk type container and they lost it. Which basically means it's in a secret underground government cloning facility.
They appolagised and said they'd have to order a new pish jug and have given me another weeks worth of diazapam, this time a lower dosage but moar pills than the last lot, so it's even moar![]()
It's sort of still happening, on the buses. I'm finding I have to get off and on them to get to work, taking breaks lyke. It's taking three hours to get to work and the same again home.
I have to get on a plane this thyme next week for a little holiday and then again in three weeks for wurk - I don't know what's going to happen in an airportI plan to ask them for something stronger such as skag.
They've basically said I don't have the disorder this piss test is for as it's extremely rare but they still have to test for itthen after that I have to do a cbt - cognitive behavior therapy which apparently I can do over the phone. Then they give me 3 to 6 months worth of something that are like antidepressants but not and they have no dependency side effects and will get rid of it all
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