This morning being all messed up after another glorious night, I went out to hang out with my friend and in this charity shop some middle aged shopkepers were talking about various things, amongst which Prozac. One of them said: Well, hell yeah I am taking it, it's the only way I can survive this shitty life. The other one was like: Yeah but sometimes if you have aggressive tendencies than all it does is make you even more aggressive, I can tell you for a fact as I experienced it. What a nice small talk it was on a Saturday morning.
Now I know that I'll have some mates to discuss the effects of Prozac with, once I'll be on it, too... We can start a support group kind of thing: The Charity Shop presents the Anonymous Prozac Addicts O_o