Me trying to firmly stay in my 20's: breakfast today is 3 ibuprofen and an energy drink.
Not because I'm hungover, because I hurt my back SLEEPING last week and I'm too cheap/scared to go to the doctor.
We need appropriate diagnosis for any psych meds a person is on and that's one of the things I track. I just said "Can I get a depression diagnosis?" to the tune of "Can I get a whoop whoop?" to my nurse. And I've already had enough of me today.