I won't let your words define me.

I can feel every eye in the room watching me as if at any moment I’m going to jump out the nearest window. I must say I’m very tired of everyone’s judgmental words, even if they don’t say it I know their thinking it, you can see it in their faces. Disgust of people that are, as they would say “unstable”. Well I won’t be around much longer so I’ll let them give me shitty looks, I’ll let them say their hurtful words, I’ll let them shoot every kind of anti-depressant drug they have in their overly educated brains, into me. Maybe one day they’ll get the dosage wrong, or accidentally combine a few medicines thinking they’ll do the magic trick to make me as they would say “stable”, when really all their doing is making the already bad enough chemical in balance in my brain, fucking worse. Oh well, if that happens maybe they’ll get charged with man slaughter and spend the next five to ten years in prison. Wouldn’t that be swell, to rub that mistake in their narcissistic faces.


I won’t let a diagnosis define me.