A poem
Good morning world, I’m back for another one.
Another day.
No, that’s not enough.
Another war.
No, that’s too far.
Another battle.
Yes!
Process. . . process. . . process. . .
That’s it. It is a battle. I am back for another one.
You thought you won, world, but I’m back for another one.
Process. . . process. . . stuck. . .
Get up. What are you doing? It’s time to do something. You’ll feel better I promise.
I’m up. I’m doing it. I’m out of bed and about my life.
Today, I’m back for another one.
I will not give in. I will win. I will not give in. It’s not who I am, you see.
Oh… Hi my name is Jacob Skorka and I’m OCD
Try again.
Hi, I’m Jacob Skorka AND I’m OCD
Again.
Hi I’m Jacob Skorka and I have OCD
Because this is not who I am. It is what I do.
Is it what I do or is it what I have?
No, I would not like it to be CDO to put it in alphabetical order
No, it does not stand for Overly Cute Disorder like the bullshit Target T your 4 year old is wearing
No, I won’t organize your closet if you pay me
No, I don’t really care if your room is a mess, I don't have to live in it
I would never live in a room with a mess
Process. . . process. . . process. . . rewind. . . filter. . . filter. . .
This is real and it is what I have.
Today, I will win.
Today, this does not define me.
Define? The definition. God bless the definition.
No. No way does Skorka have OCD
No way does Skorka have depression.
Why? I’m sorry that I don’t fit your mold of OCD.
I’m sorry that my name was not in your PSYCH101 textbook.
I’m sorry that I don’t match your favorite character in your culturally sensitive Tuesday night sitcom.
I’m not normal.
No. . . No and no. No, I’m not sorry and no, what is normal?
Normal implies abnormal.
Who are you to define me?
Who are you to put my brain in your box
Process. . . process. . . process. . . stuck. . . stuck. . . stuck. . . rewind. . .
Today, I win. You lose.
You can say those things if you want. I’m stronger than you.
Say it.
But you better say it with conviction and be convicted of the crime of ignorance because you don’t know what it’s like and your words have no significance.
Today, I came back for another one. Today, I won.
Process. . . process. . . process. . .
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