My Diagnosis Doesn't Define Me

My diagnosis defines me,

It traps me, confines me; it mentally rewinds me.

It poisons and blinds me.

Is this truly all that I am?

Bipolar I, rapid cycler-textbook DSM,

I cannot go through it again.

I'm tired of some academic doctor with a greedy hand telling me I am flawed and it is innately who I am.

My diagnosis defines me.

Homeless without these mocking, tiny, pathetic pills, that rape my ambition and oppress my freewill-trapped in a system that is in itself so corrupt, so comfortable in these motions that are doomed to f**k up.

My diagnosis defines me.

I want to march up to the steps of the FDA and deafen them with my cries, I want to trample societies judgmental, bigoted eyes.

I'll take on any critic who marginalizes my pain, and spins it for profit for their own sadistic gain.

I reject the oppressors and their innate hypocrisy,

laced with the lies of a supposed democracy,

making us all fall victim to an ancient bureaucracy,

through your poorly veiled schemes of aristocracy,

and it drives me to the very tip top of the ledge of insanity,

but before I fulfill your planned route for me I remember my humanity.

How dare you consider my pain an abnormality, 

how dare you disregard my sometimes challenging reality,

all you the sake of scholarly practicalities.

I feel because I am human; not because of some antiquated text in an undergrads hand.

I trip as I move forward, yet still I stand, and only at this true pinnacle do I clearly see,

 

My diagnosis will never define me.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are correct. There is no real disability. Greatest writers, artists and actors had weaknesses. I believe people who overcome weaknesses. They work harder and try to do more. I was told to take medicine as a kid. I had too much energy. I turn down the drugs and played sports. I agree with your thoughts. You can be anything you desire. Don't allow Doctors or naysayers to tell you different. The poem is amazing. Open the door to a long conversation. A strong ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Mark]

a defiance of the accepted view... I have a friend with this condition. She stopped taking her meds a few years ago and while she has bad times, she functions and enjoys life.

An excellent poem. Thank you for sharing.

[Rachel]

THis was great. i really like this write.

[Sami Khalil]

"I feel because I am human; not because of some antiquated text in an undergrads hand.




I trip as I move forward, yet still I stand, and only at this true pinnacle do I clearly see,



My diagnosis will never define me."
A very good poem on this subject matter...:)

[Lizzy B]

Thank you so much, the positive energy and words mean the world to me

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)