The only sound in the pre-dawn quiet was the fluorescent lights, that particular frequency that lived just above hearing, just below comfort, vibrating in the metal fillings of my teeth. I had woken in a pool of sweat, not knowing if what I’d just experienced was real. My mind felt scraped clean, raw, and dangerously clear.
Another day of flushing my meds down the toilet. I wasn’t going to let these monsters posing as doctors poison me.
