Roommate Thought Me Rich, Forced My Depression—I Went Wild

In my last life, my roommate heard that people spiraling into a depressive episode tend to throw money around, so he swapped out my antidepressants. He dressed it up nicely: "This is that placebo thing I read about online. You're doing fine without the pills, aren't you?" "So really, your illness is all an act." I told him that without my medication I badly wanted to die, and I asked him to give them back.