Do you take the red pill, or the blue one, asks WordPress. Well since they ask, I take these ones:
That‘s my daily dose of druggery. I don’t take them all together, of course, there are different ones for different times of the day. This is the first time that I’ve seen them all as one single fighting unit and I have to say even I’m impressed as to how many there are.
My various mental issues must feel like they’re in the Alamo.
Anyway, back to the baffling-looking question. Apparently the terms “red pill” and “blue pill” have, because of a choice between the two offered to a character in the film The Matrix, become symbols of the choice between the blissful ignorance of illusion (blue) and the sometimes painful truth of reality (red). WordPress wants to know which one I’d rather have.
I am a blogger who sometimes writes as honestly as he can about his depression, his derealisation and his often just being a pain-in-the-arse in a bad mood. But in the last six months alone I have also written about how I’d make a good president (don’t need a link, the post was only yesterday), how I once met an alien whilst walking home from the pub, and how I was interviewed for and successfully appointed to the job of God.
So I think I’ll have one of each, please. There’s still plenty of room in the pill-cup.
Worth Doing Badly 
You take almost as many pills as I do in a day. Mine are divided into two segments, one in the morning and one at night. The night ones are a lor more because they make me sleepy. I chose the red pill in the prompt (I completely missed the Matrix connection) because the red pill would lead to something interesting and unusual. Sort of like Alice in Wonderland, rather than the pill that keeps everything safe and the same. Good luck with your meds.
Years ago I was in hospital with a woman who was being treated for cancer. She had just had an operation and managed to take two doses of pills very close to each other (she had choreographed it that way) and her pot plants started dancing. It was the best time she’d had all week.
I wish I could take pills. I got some amazing ones that give me energy all day (not ecstacy or anything) but trying to get them down my throat makes me gag.
I’m pretty sure there’s a pill that cures that, Mwa.
Your pills are more colourful than mine.
Mwa – try taking the pills with a mouthful of a fizzy drink or with some mashed banana
I suppose if I’d have known the 2nd and 3rd Matrix movie would be such a huge disappointment I’d have chosen the blue pill, “Save me from the pain!!!!”
Ahem. Excuse me, were we trying to have a serious discussion here?
Thankfully, I do not take a pill cocktail each day. Or perhaps, that is really my problem and I should look into it post haste.
Trust me, Janie, there are NO serious discussions on this blog.