Last week I asked my supervisor if I could go get my prescription because I’ve been having issues with getting it filled- and she was hesitant at first. Then, I explained that they were psych meds and that I didn’t have them for almost a week and she starts explosively laughing, and says that I “must not be okay.” Even though I reassured her I was fine, she was stuck on the fact that I’m emotionally not in a good place, while being loud enough about it that everyone could hear.
Going to have a staff meeting because of it. I’m anxious as fuck homez
Things To Remember
Feminism is destroying the relationship between the sexes.