Don't Judge Poem by Dawn Lochridge

Just because I come from Georgia doesn't make me a dumb redneck.
I am an educated, classy lady with Bipolar, Anxiety, Panic, and an eating disorder.
I am not a nut, I am Plagued everyday.
I functioned and raised two kids.
I worked until I could no longer hide it.
I battle Migraines, Vertigo, Bipolar, Anxiety, Panic, and a eating disorder, OCD, PTSD. everyday.
Don't judge me.
I had a husband that loved me day to day.
And I had two kids to raise.
My health was no worry to me.
I only lived day by. day.
I suffered everyday but battled my illness and worked to take care of my kids.
My life didn't matter to me.
My kids didn't understand why I couldn't do anything but go to bed after work.
I was a total mess.
My kids hate me then and now.
Their hate was directed to me and still is.
They hated me for getting sick and they were not given anything they wanted.
I hate myself, I will until I'm dead.
I think about my medical and mental capability's as soon as I open my eyes when I wake everyday.
I am so tired of my life but not tired enough to die.
I am unstable, I am well aware.
I am OCD, and mentally unstable.
I am a danger to myself not anyone one else.
I manage and deal but don't dare under estimate me or second guess me.
I am a open book, the topic of many book clubs you see.
I stay hid as much as possible, but still have run ins with the neighbors.
I am not the hermit they call me and a PILL-HEAD? ? ? no I don't think so.
Yet I struggle daily with no one understanding.
I am disabled not by choice, I don't take pills and check it out..
I could take pills I am accused of but I'm mentally unstableso much that I think I don't need them.
I stay up almost all night and sleep all day to avoid the ones that say I'ma monster.
Just don't judge me I am who I am.