Oct 19, 2004 22:10
why is it that the world feels more comfortable when they label people as "insane" so they can live their lives in ignorance? every time i walk into a shrinks office they perscribe deadly, addicting medication, slap my ass (metaphorically) and shove me on my way. i remember when i wasnt taking meds. i knew how to cope with my wild mood swings, my paranoia, my cutting things open because i KNEW that there was something there. then they give me "dosages" of things i dont want, and i feel lost again. i feel like a new born child that has no idea what to do next.
"i will choke until i swallow.
choke this infant here before me." -TooL-
oh well. guess i gotta cope. im not a legal adult yet, so apparently i have no say. apparently i dont know whats best for me. suicidal tendencies put it pretty well; "how could YOU know, how could YOU say what MY best interest is?!"
so the art institute of houston keeps calling me. i already talked to them and told them that i am NOT interested in attending their college. for one thing, i wanna major in music. and another thing, if i were to major in art, which is still an option, it would be drawing or painting or something like that. not computer graphics, interior design or cullinary arts. which is all they have for options.
screw you guys....im goin home.