I’ve decided to write about therapy today. I was blowing my nose in the bathroom just now and the title popped into my head: ‘Things I’ve Learned In Therapy’. I don’t even know whether I’ve mentioned it on here before, but yes: I have been having regular therapy for around six months now, and taking Citalopram – an antidepressant and anti-anxiety medication – for around four.
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Advice for the Average Depressed Millennial
In Berlin’s infuriating glitterscape I know three entire people who have written their own manifestos. Three: Annie, Emily, Dave. I like that; set down on wax who you are, what you are for, how you justify your existence, and what specific pains and lessons the earth has wrought upon you to fashion you into the sentient rib-eye steak you are today. The attempted manifestation of the blueprint of an individual’s soul; after being inspired by my friends, here is my own, about a subject very close to my heart; the sickness of my generation.
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