I was a little put off by the Zispin-branded pen the psychologist wielded, but...
Mirtazapine. Mmm. Have spent about six of the last ten years gobbling the things, on and off. On now of course (curses). Would be wonderful if it weren't for the initial bonkers appetite spike. Goodbye accusations of anorexia, hello pointed remarks about exercise! Woo.
Saw the original story and thought "ooh" before imaginings of bad trips took over. And if there's one thing of which I can be fairly certain, it's that I would be one of those who worries themselves into a bad experience.
Antidepressants would be so much sexier if they made them look like the Bad Drugs. Some kind of preperation/consumption ritual would add to the experience too.
(
Karpati Footnote Never knowingly interesting, Tue 24 Jan 2012, 18:53,
Reply)