My mail in pharmacy sent me 6 months worth of enemas by mistake.....couldn't even move the box off the front porch. Neighbors thought it was funny to watch me try to move that box. Next day at the bus stop, they asked me what it was I was struggling with for so long yesterday.....my meds. They didn't ask another question!! Anyone elses friends only want to hear good things, never want to talk about
bad times. Even when I need to vent, I feel like I have to keep quiet.....don't want to make anyone uncomfortable.