Honestly I don’t think I would have filed for divorce before the medication. I was convinced that I was not only the problem, but that I was an evil villain, and that I was making the world a better place by killing myself. Suicide was the noble and heroic action in my mind at the time, and it’s only with the benefit of hindsight, continued medication, regular therapy, and reassurances from my family that I’m able to recognize how toxic my former situation was.
After reading the article I’m pretty sure it’s the former. It’s an inkjet printer with “advanced print head technology,” whatever that’s supposed to mean.
I’ll stick with my laser printer for documents and dye-sub for photos.