Decisions, Decisions. Life would not be life if not for these pesky little things called choices. At this point in my life I have a chance to either change and see what happens or do nothing and see what happens and in the infamous words of Blondie, "One way or another" I have to do something. For many of you who really know me, I am usually a cheery person with a couple of days where I feel blue. Lately, though it seems like the opposite and it's been getting a bit hard to shake it off. So after going to the professionals and them giving me Prozac aka happy pills, I am now forced to make a conscious choice on whether or not I should ride it out or fall down the rabbit hole into blessed wonderland bliss.
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