When I was 16, I was diagnosed with depression and other things, the doctor had to prescribed me with endless medicine so that i could "behave". It didnt take more than a year for my parents to pull me out of the medications as my dad says it "made me look lifeless". I didnt agree, nor did I deny them because back then, I was too young to understand.

I'm 21 right now and I've realised the medication doesnt make me lifeless, it just took away the pain that I was feeling. It helped me tame my inner monsters and made me feel numb. At this point, I feel like maybe those medications could help me with my misery and end the pain.

Because I could use some right now.