I Just Called Myself a "Rotten Idiot"?...*sigh*

I just got off the phone with my mom, who seems to always have two recommendations when I'm feeling down...at least when I feel the need to let her in on the fact: 1) Get a priesthood blessing (which I think is a good idea), and 2) Get some depression medication (which I resent the mere suggestion of). And for some reason she seems to associate those two solutions as well, because the last time I asked my dad for a priesthood blessing, she asked if I needed medication. I actually thought it was incredibly funny, and very unamusing at the same time, if you believe that possible. The way I see it, if you know what is making you feel rotten, you ought to know how to make yourself feel...unrotten.

I'm not knocking these kinds of medications. I just think that they are over-prescribed, and over-sought. Then again, I am a prideful sort of person that would rather feel badly and think it possible to feel better if I really wanted to, than to acknowledge that trying anything beyond will power is worth a go. Or perhaps I've just listened to the Stones' "19th Nervous Breakdown" too many times...

Either way, I think that I will always shun the advice, "Go with the flow," no matter how happy or unhappy I am. What does that mean, anyway? It's likely just a useless 60s slogan that my mom is passing off for genuine words to the wise (bless her heart). Why do they call advice "a word to the wise"? Shouldn't it be "a word from the wise," or "a word to the idiot"? Hey, you can give me "a word to the idiot" anytime! Please do, in fact. I'd get a kick out of it, and might even listen.