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And it's from Gemstone J who says,

Am I the asshole for yelling at my best friend 18 female

when she threw away my 18 female anxiety medication?

I know we can pretty much say no to this straightaway,

but let's read first to see what happens.

I, 18 female, and my lifelong best friend, Emily 18 female, share a dorm at college.

For backstory, I started having really bad panic attacks when I was 10 after my parents died.

My brother, Dylan, 32 male, took me to a psychiatrist and I was diagnosed with generalized

anxiety disorder and put on Prozac.

I've taken it ever since and I have occasional panic attacks, but it's been a lifesaver.

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