Flush your prescriptions and pills down the toilet and fuck off.

Shove your ICD-10’s and DSM-V’s up your arse and fuck right off.

Gather your self-help groups and workshops and talking therapies and all go fuck yourselves together.

Because I want to be


                                                                             (the best version of me).

The funny and pretty and interesting and talented me

who writes and creates and laughs and dances

and buys cocktails and talks to strangers

and stays up all night

and lives life.