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i'm not o-fucking-kay

As it turns out, I have panic disorder. I have to take Zoloft and see a counseler. Also, my doctor thinks it would be a good idea for me to go to family counseling with dad. Well, now at least I can get back to being normal.

Well, now I'm talking to my little brother. Sam and I get along sometimes. He thinks the whole medication thing is kinda funny. Well, he's 15. I don't expect him to understand.

posted by emma @ 3:33 PM