Most of the time, when my depression gets out of hand, I become extremely tongue tied. I stammer. I pause. I become extremely flustered and self conscious. It’s like part of my brain that’s in charge of speech goes partially numb and I end up sounding either stupid or awkward or both. This when I avoid large groups of people and the more obnoxious extroverts.
So enough is enough. I’m finally going to the pharmacy to fill my prescription.