Y'know Tut, it's times like this that I'd love to smite you just because you're acting like a fuckwit.
Burbles, is your GP male or female? If the former, try finding the latter. It may help.
It's a male, good idea though Os, I will book to see the female one, although she is the one who readily upped my anti depressant dosage in a heartbeat, inspite of the inner leaflet in the meds saying that extensive studies have not yet been done into taking it in doses higher than 20mg, and she leaped me to 40mg (which I have ignored and I'm on 30mg instead). That makes me wary of her as one of the gp's who over prescribe a drug I never needed the first time I ever went to a gp about depression.
Still maybe she will be wiser in the ways of a womans body eh?
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I have become much better as identifying myself as a non muslim when people ask me now.
I still have those moments where I hesitate and a panic infuses me, only when a muslim asks me, but twice in the last week I flat out said I wasn't, when I was asked.
The first time was last saturday at the access centre in the waiting room. I was chatting with one of the ladies and an Asian muslim lady was there too, nice lady and we got onto the subject of religion, why I didn't want my kids influences by Islam, and why I was no longer a believer.
She was really surprised at some of the stuff I was telling her, and of course was living under the western version of Islam, ie she thought that a man needed his first wifes permission to marry another, which I explained wasn't the case, and that a man couldn't really beat his woman, although she admitted that Islam was harsh for women.
As she left I told her to go and look up the things I had told her and confirm in for herself. I must say it was liberating.
The second time was during the week outside my sons classroom waiting to drop him off, a Turkish muslim woman was speaking to me, asking me if I was married etc, and then obviously based on my kids names, asking me if I was a muslim, I just said "No, not any more" and her eyes nearly fell out of her head, she said "what do you mean, not anymore?" to which I replied "just what I said, I don't believe in Islam anymore"
She just sort of looked puzzled and stopped speaking to me, which didn't bother me because I hate chit chat with the other mums and prefer to be left alone, but again I felt better for saying it.
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