The pills I hide from my roomate
medication hastily swallowed
or stashed deep in a drawer
What would you think if you
knew about my antidepressants?
Would you still see me as me? or as
a freak, mentally ill. Labels for
people like me, ascribed by
people out of ignorance. But I
am not a spice jar. I resent
such things. And I am
weary from hiding.
About Caitlin
Hey, all! I'm Caitlin. I'm 15 and, like many of you, didn't start 'living' until about 6 months ago, when I began treatment for the OCD I've had since I was a child. I enjoy photography, graphic design, web design, reading, and... neuroscience. I'm a geek in every sense of the word, but at least I'm happy. I decided to make this website partly for selfish reasons; I needed to prove I wasn't alone. So many sites out there are great, but not many are geared towards teens. I hope you all can find solace in knowing you're not alone. I know I have.