Of all the things in life I could depend on, it was the doctors’ inability to fix me. Because they didn’t listen. They didn’t ask the right questions. They didn’t believe me. So I stopped believing in them. I knew what would happen next. It was the same thing as last time. They would either up the dosage of my current medication, or they would try a brand of chemical-dependent poison. It wouldn’t work. Because broken minds like mine were immune.
Fire those DOCTORSSSSSS
