“You’re crazy! You’re a bitch! You’re a mess! I wish you’d just get your shit together! Why can’t you be normal? Just get out of bed! It’s like you’re two different people! It’s all in your head! You’re just lazy! Good for nothing! Worthless! Pathetic! These are just a few of the things I’ve heard... Continue Reading →
The Beginning, by Hazel Hillboro.
“I don’t really believe in mental illness,” I said. This is always a great way to start off a conversation with psychiatrists. You can almost see the smoke come off of their pencils as they try to write fast enough about how crazy you are. I wasn’t joking, though. I was on psychiatrist #4, and I still didn’t... Continue Reading →