Sunday, August 11, 2013


How do I explain to people that without the right medicine I'm not normal?
How do I make them understand that, when I'm off my meds, if they say they don't like the color green, and I happen to be wearing a green shirt, I might cry?
And it's not because I'm honestly that offended, it's because my brain chemicals are unfortunately out of control.

I hate falling apart in front of people, because everything else I do will be stained by that one incident. "Oh, she just said something insightful, but still, she's pretty unstable..."


It's hard to accept that some people are just not the caring type.

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