Bursts of happy trampoline jump into my heart space and I wonder if it’s the meds sometimes. I can feel mentally low and then I’m knocked  over with a force of joy and am physically low.
I dislike talking about meds.
Any type of registered pharmaceutical thing.

I was always so against meds for better health. Even floopa loopin vitamins.

Now I’m here, still disliking them but more okay with them. It may be a few months of taking that little white oval with a line in the middle of it, but then that’ll be it. ‘Cause I’m a happy woman that don’t need no pilly pills.
I just believe that they’re doing something so that it works, no matter the way that it is.