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.