Dear dad,
Please stop calling medications (especially psych meds) 'crap' in front of me. I am very happy for your childhood friend who after 30 years of therapy and various meds he is completely med free and doing fine just in talk therapy. That's a real success story and it's a good one. However, I am sick and tired of being told everywhere I go that my eventual goal should be no pills. Or that I really need to look into reducing my medications at some point in the future. Screw you. Screw all of you. All you need to know is that right now I don't see any need to change anything and that I doubt I will in the future because I know there are some things that WON'T change no matter how many elimination diets or long walks on the beach I take. Either because I've tried it all before or I am the one who has to live in this body so you'd think by now I'd have learned to interpret it's language.
I am sick and tired of being told (explicitely and implicitly) that not only do I not know my own body, I don't know my own disease(s). My medication is not crap. It is not evil stuff poisoning my body any more than the damn tap water is. (Please do not feel that this is the place to correct me and tell me about how long term overdose can kill my liver, because I am not a mindless drone and I get this stuff checked regularly.) I also *DO* take a fucking active role in my own health care, I have just decided that my 8 prescriptions are the best course of treatment for me.
While we're at it, I DO NOT GET ENDORPHINS FROM EXERCISING. IT IS PART OF HOW MY BODY IS BROKEN. I DO NOT FEEL MORE ENERGIZED. I DO NOT FEEL ACCOMPLISHED. EVERYONE (not just my father) NEEDS TO BACK THE FUCK OFF THE OBESITY IS DEATH PARADE I AM TIRED OF PEOPLE EQUATING STUDIES THAT SHOW POSSIBLe TINY CORRELLATIONS WITH CAUSATION. MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLES WHO CANNOT SEE BEYOND THEIR OWN PREDJUDICES.
No godamned love at all,
Your daughter who finds it hilarious that you of all people (the man who had to be talked into going to the doctor asap with an infected boil because he didn't think it was a big deal and could wait till monday you moronic head case) tries to give out medical advice.
p.s. I do not need a man or a romantic love interest to be complete. Just. Fuck. No.
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