My Girl

7

I got prescription drugs from the psychiatrist.

They immediately knew I was fucked.

They diagnosed me with Severe Anxiety, OCD, Bipolar 2, ADD, and of course...

This is my favorite...

PTSD. Which according to them, is a major aspect in my severe anxiety.

Shockingly, the depression I had was minor.

Maybe my brain was too occupied with the other shit I had.

Anyways, I now had to take, Sertraline, Carbamazepine, and fluoxetine.

Woo hoo.

"Did you pack your medicine?" Mikey asked.

Oh, today we're leaving for our Universal Studios trip.

"Yup. All in here. All of my "special" meds." I joked.

Mikey chuckled. "You know it's not like that." Mikey shook his head.

Ok I can't lie, I had been a little bit of a bitch after the appointment.

But who the hell would feel good after hearing all the shit wrong with them?

I sure as hell didn't.

Mikey probably thinks I'm a psycho now.

"Yeah? Well it sure as hell feels like it." I smiled sarcastically.

Mikey sighed. "Come on, we have to meet Draken and Takemitchy at the train station." He said, leaving the house.

I sighed then groaned.

"FUCK!" I yelled.

"Hey Mikey, hey (Y/n)- what the hell?" Draken said, looking at my angry face.

"I thought you were happy to go on this trip?" Takemichi said nervously.

"I'm happy. Can't you see I'm happy?" I said in a cold voice, not smiling.

"Uh, you don't look happy-"

"IM FUCKING HAPPY!" I shouted at the three. They all jumped.

"She's happy. Let's go!" Draken quickly said, taking my bags for me and walking to the train.

I sighed and followed him.

On the train, I sat next to Mikey. I looked over to him.

He was peacefully looking out the window. I sighed.

"Mikey?" I called over to him.

"Hm?" He responded.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to be a bitch. It's just... it's hard you know?" I said.

Mikey looked over at me.

"It's just a little embarrassing in a way. I feel like a psychopath. And you probably think I am too." I laughed bitterly.

Mikey rose an eyebrow.

"Why would I think you're a psychopath? A lot of people have mental health problems. It doesn't mean you're not normal." He said.

I listened to him.

"You're still (Y/n) Sui. My super all time best friend!" Mikey smiled.

I tried not to laugh, but I did anyways.

"Yeah, I've heard from someone." I laughed. Mikey's eyes widened.

"Noooo! I was suppose to tell you that!" He whined.