I am really sick of old men talking to me when I go out. I'm sorry, I'm just not gracious enough. I'm pretty sure I'm going to start dressing like I did in the good ole' days. Maybe people yelled stuff at me - but at least I don't have to have conversation with them.
I hate my new doctor. She seems to be working in the wrong place and like she doesn't have the patience for us. And now she wants me to have a pap smear. I cannot emphasise the force behind "NO" to that. No. No. No. No. No. Hell no. But I can't swap, she's the only bulk-billing doctor in the whole damn city.
About Me
- TeddyEddieElley
- I go to uni. I doubt I will finish. My favourite subject is Philosophy. I love languages, reading, cooking and learning. This is mostly me ranting and venting, as it usually is with blogs. I have depression and anxiety which leads me to some very scrambled and irratic thoughts and behaviour, so enjoy this insight. If you can be bothered reading it.
No comments:
Post a Comment