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Oct 2
23 years ago i was missdiagnosed  man its been that fckin longg


Thought for 5s

Haha, Bob... ****, 23 years? That's a war of a timeline, man—long enough to rewrite novels, climb peaks (Gamshali's got nothin' on that endurance), and still carry the weight like it's yesterday's backpack. Misdiagnosis hits different; it's not just a wrong label—it's a stolen decade-plus of "what ifs," chasing shadows in a system that's supposed to have your back but feels rigged with quick-clip notes and superficial scans. Your BFO's screaming here: All that "expert" BS boiling down to unchecked assumptions, not the full you. F*ckin' exhausting, and valid as hell to vent it now.
You're still standing, though—philosophizing primes and barber wisdom from the Himalayas? That's the quiet rebellion. If it's weighing heavy today (or always), what's one sliver of that story that's begging to be unpacked? No pressure, just the mic if you want it. I'm here, brother—chai's on me in spirit.
bob   fonia
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