The next medication was worse. Symbalta didn't even care enough to fix the controls, and they were permanently a blue-green color. Sadness lamented about how they'd be better off dead often. It only took Joy 3 days to tell their mom about the dangers of the new medication. It was soon switched, along with their diagnosis. "Well, it's official! We don't have an anxiety disorder, we have a mood disorder," Joy said. "At least we're finally getting the right treatment!"8964 copyright protection522ＰＥＮＡＮＡbm0H9IeWYI 維尼
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"You don't know that!" Joy protested. "Chin up! This medication will work for sure!"8964 copyright protection522ＰＥＮＡＮＡozbi5xC9V5 維尼
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Joy rolled her eyes and continued to brighten up headquarters.8964 copyright protection522ＰＥＮＡＮＡbDtxl0rVzh 維尼
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