My diagnosis is about 1-1/2 years old, and I suspect that I should think it is tragic, but I don't - maybe the anti-depressants are interfering with my ability to feel strong emotion. Yet though my right hand shakes like a leaf, I have problems taking notes at a business meeting and transcribing a phone number can require the effort it took Melville to write "Moby ****", and there are days that I think I need to use my arms to lift my legs up the subway station steps, I still haven't gotten it in my head that I have a condition that will prevent me from doing what I plan to do with my life. I've gotten no worse since my diagnosis. I've said nothing at work. I wish I could scream, because I am under the distinct impression that my inability to do so is more of a sickness than my PD. Kuaila, other than the label put on it, if you're under good treatment, what is making you so angry/frustrated?