I see.

They called my beloved crazy. Who really am I to expect anything different? Especially when I'm trying to follow in the footsteps of my beloved.

W/ that said, I am writing this to remind myself of my God-given right to autonomy. When my God's given me that right,

Who really are these pesky humans to emotionally manipulate me into forgetting the freedom I have to decide what

I
put in
my
body.

Plus, since it's all just an experiment anyways, I don't see the harm in having some fun. Furthermore, I may have heard this wrong

(for the nth time!!),

But I was covertly threatened into continuing my medication...

Words exchanged included something along the lines of mentally unstable, getting worse, parents, physical manhandling etc.

Well, my lovelies, this is all a repeat of the traumatic experience of 2018. And I'd let myself experience the same kind of pain I did then if

I didn't know any better,

but since I do, I've decided to do my thing and y'all do yours. Thank you for reminding me once more of something I'd momentary forgotten.

That I am but a visitor here.

And this place ain't no home of mine.