Big *** label, right here.
Mom, don't believe it. Your psych degree is better (she has none).
Deny it. I dare you

But I did hide, for you.
Made it seem alright.
Did you a favor that's hurting me now.

Bubbles rolling up into my belly and into my arms and flow through my tongue and fingers and
Maybe I'll scream.
Down I go then, just wait a bit.

Better not say I want it. (the big S)
Meds would follow, I say gross.
**** fine. I'm just **** fine. Happiest chick you'll ever meet.

B
M
D

A nd it was first
D iagnosed as this, with bouts of
H ormonal
D epression.