I am angry. I am tired. I am alone.

I have been sexually and emotionally abused by my parents.

I have been locked up by doctors and nurses and forcibly injected.

I have been handcuffed and strip searched by police in the name of what's good for me.

I have been labelled bipolar...bullshit.

Now I don't have anything to with psychiatrists and their like. I take hot baths, wear heat patches and take the occasional valium. I don't drink or associate with people who do. I go to work everyday. I run by the sea and ride my bike to the shops. I read in a discerning manner discarding the shit. I am learning a new language in the hope that clear, honest and direct communication may exist elsewhere.

I look forward to being old.