I keep running away whenever the topic of treatment pops up. I’ve had to switch doctors each time. Loved ones want me medicated; but everybody who is medicated keeps telling me they don’t feel any better.
Maybe there are pills that can make me happy and well adjusted. I just wish those pills could also make it easier for me to be:
Black in an anti-black world
Queer in a hetero-normative world
less disappointed at post-Apartheid SA’s broken promises
Working class under neoliberal late-capitalism
and so on and so forth.