Ill

August 12, 2010

It takes so much effort just to be myself, whilst everyone and everything around me is trying to mold me into something else. No wonder we’re all insane.

So fuck you, professional development, fuck you, hair care adverts, fuck all of you, elitists of all kinds, billboards, clothing sizes, self-help gurus. You are not helping me, you are making me sicker. I need some space and a tour guide, more than anything else, to navigate myself and this life that turn out to be so interrupted and wrong.

And another thing. Don’t call it a sodding ‘Wellness Certificate’ when it proclaims me unfit to work. That’s just twisting the knife, quite frankly.