Pro-tip: don’t watch Kurt Cobain: Montage of Heck while in the middle of an existential crisis. It is, however, a good reminder of the interplay between pharmacology and mental health.
Last weekend, I finally burned through my American supply of antidepressants. And although, months ago, I had made sure to arrange a Chinese supply, I didn’t start taking them. (This was out of sheer laziness. Because — yes, this is the real reason — here they come in blister packs of seven pills apiece instead of bottles of a hundred.)
Careful examination of the packaging did not fill me with confidence. I found this tiny logo:
The only thing worse would be if it said HankCo.