‘I am here’;
‘No, you’re not’ I hear you say-
In your words, in your actions
I am now incapable, unworthy of trust
It pains me so, to see- even to perceive that you,
The one who who’s shown me so much love
Would choose to now ostracize me
I expect no less from the community
But your condescending looks;
They break me
I might not be entirely well
But this I know, I am aware-
Mentally aware
#Mental health #Mental advocacy #Speak
Week 2 Message to the Pre-Intern: don’t lose hope! Week 2, for me, was 2 months post-induction. This was when the wait began to sink in. You mean I’ve been home for two whole months? By now, I was literally chewing on my fingernails. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t scared of getting a space, but I certainly wasn’t confident about any place anymore. That is when I began to write this book. Today is the 12th of September and I sit at the dining table in my parents’ house, typing at 11:27pm (because well, I have an editing job to finish up, but mostly because I don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow morning). If I don’t want to, I don’t even have to take a bath tomorrow morning because well, I can stay indoors all day! (I most likely will stay indoors, except for those few minutes when I step out to buy hot akara for my akamu). I am spent. You know, I have applied to a couple of places now. Let me start with the first: LS Health Service Commission At the State Health servic...
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