four years

well i told pat all my thoughts & issues about tattooing, and my doubts about whether i should continue doing it. he just sort of invalidated my reasons for doubt one by one, and then said,

"you're the weirdest chick i ever met. you over-think and over-analyze everything. you're going to give yourself a heart attack before you're thirty. can you stop pacing back and forth, please, and just sit down?" i sat down and calmed down. i considered the fact that i switched medications a few weeks ago. for all i know, that's the thing that's making me worry so much. maybe zoloft makes you not care and not worry about anything, whereas prozac doesn't do that. i felt better after i told pat about all my thoughts and worries and issues. i think that was all i needed, just to tell him. i didn't need to quit. i'm not going to quit doing something i've loved doing for the last four years.