Laughs and Lobotomies

When I was withdrawing from medication there was one day in the winter that was zero degrees out. I ran outside hoping to die. I said I wanted to die. My father came out, he said, the neighbors are going to see you, they’ll have you committed, is that what you want? He threw a coat around me and went back inside. I eventually went back in. Some days I’m glad I did. Some days I’m not.