There's not a lot of point to this, I just need to vent.Two weeks ago the doctor prescribed me some anti-depressants, because I told him my IBS had made me suicidal. He asked me to come back today.I went in. He asked me if I was sleeping better. I said yes, but then that's never even been part of the problem. I said the pills weren't working yet, but that I didn't expect them to because they take a while to kick in. He asked me how much I had left, I said 2 weeks' worth. He said good and told me to come back around Christmas.Erm... it's 3 months until Christmas? I remain suicidal and my pills run out in 2 weeks. You're meant to come off them gradually anyway, there are some nasty side effects with just withdrawing.He did, however, say I could pick up a letter for Uni about my IBS on Thursday. So I'm going to try to see another doctor then. I don't really know how to approach it. It's going to be very difficult to explain things without saying some pretty nasty things about the other doctor.