I know this may seem crazy, but I need to ask why a weird little obstinate demon sneaks inside my house and combines my pills with LSD or PPST, so that when I get out of bed the walls are caving in on me, trapping me, circling me, and causse me to fall on my head and I am blindsided by the impact of the typhoons and concussions attacking my head from two weeks before? This is stupidity. I love my pills, my meds concoction, I love my disease, it gives me a chance to help others, The way my doctor prescribes my medicine is great and professional and I wouldn’t have it any other. way. I don’t want outside influences to change or destroy my thinking process, my meds, or my sanity for their needless harmful ignorant selfish ways., I’ve spent enough days in ER.
Arts and Writing by Sherry 