By Le Vy

(100 word challenge)

Four in the morning,

three at night;

just take the pills

to make it all right.

No voices, no intense jealousy and hostility. No paranoia, no taste buds covering all things, or chicken gizzards and hay growing out of my face. No plunging despair and immobilizing depression.

“You’ve changed,” he says, disappointed. He never says how.

“I have changed.” I am funny and happy and love life and my family and have work with purpose. I like to write and take pictures of my cats. I am no longer disabled by my disability.

Yes, I have changed.  For the better.

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