Oh my god. I (on a lesser scale) know exactky what you're talking about and I'm so sorry to learn that people are actually MORE judgemental when you manage to function despite mental illness. I have Bipolar 1 and though my friends who saw me before treatment and coping techniques would fight anyone who said those things, certain people in my life believe that because I manage to work, be in graduate school, get married, etc. and they haven't seen me "crazy" means that I was misdiagnosed (4 times?!) because bipolar is so popular. I get it. And it sucks. And I'm sorry that your reward for getting "better" insofar as you can seems to invalidate the fact that you ARE actually managing a severe mental illness. I hope that was coherent.

French women don't get corns or bunions from their designer high heels, french women don't laugh awkwardly, french women don't care if they're liked, french women don't have to trry, french women don't ramble (and i had to add to this because i loved it)

I cried laughing, literally there are tears still on my face, at the last "stanza". The whole thing was brilliant, wow. Shared this and Emily Dickinson with my English nerd friends. Bravo!!!

Oh man, I feel 13 again! I borrowed all of the books from a friend I rode the schoolbus with and devoured them guiltily.