Whenever I take Advil, I think of Kelly.
Kelly was a girl I went to high school and kindergarten with. In addition to being smart and kind, she was all the things I was not: popular, pretty, athletic and outgoing. The perfect woman, right?
She was also not a worrier.
I think of her when I take Advil because I overheard her telling the following story to friends.
She said she was feeling low, so she dumped all the Advil out of the bottle. She then decided it was only enough to make her stomach hurt, not kill her. So she just took two and went to bed.
A similar thought would have driven me to have myself locked up.
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