t pay for the
lamictal I was taking, and even if I tried,
lamictal was a pretty stiff liver hazard penalty.
I know that others have had it much worse. Maybe I'm spoiled, I know that I am weak.
I can't concentrate, I hate the way I look, I hate the mean way that I act and think.
I hate the mean, terrible things that happen in this world to people that don't seem to deserve it. Little innocent children killed and mistreated.
I want out, I can't help feeling this way.