I actually had my first visit with the dr. whose name has been on every bottle of meds for over a year. Yep, the 6 month 10 minute waste of time visit. Why's it a waste of time you ask? It takes me 10 minutes to sit down, get comfortable, and get started.

Anyway, he ignored me when he asked if I think about the forbidden word. I said yes, all the time. I've told the therapist as well. They have never told me to go to a hospital, call 911 or nothing. So if the ultimate ever happens, the grim reaper will haunt their souls if they send a sympathy card to a family member.

It's all about Money. We are nothing but a big fat $ sign to them.

How do I get a request for when I die, I want my hand to be shooting a bird if they have a viewing?