Dearest Doctor by Brighid Aime
Mad in America
AUGUST 15, 2024
Dearest Doctor #2, don’t dollop me in shame (or throw me a death sentence for that matter). Don’t tell me I need to be happy with just scraping by. Yes, I can bear your diagnosis, AND I can still thrive. The medical perspective is barely alive. You’re supposed to help me heal. Your drugs are like band-aids on bullet holes. Stop acting like they’re miracles.
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