You told me to get therapy. You told me to get help. Now that I am, that I want to change, you don’t like the fact that they put me on anti depressants and that I am on different meds. Well you need to get over it. Even thought they aren’t helping now, soon they will find something that does. Don’t get mad at me for trying to get better. I thought you were supposed o support me because you didn’t want me to be depressed. Make up your mind.