Un-Raveling? …[ Mental Illness; Short; Fate] Comments

This woman is in a very sorry state, could hardly be worse. Darning a sweater is the sort of thing I would do, or sewing on buttons. A realist poem for sure.

bri. finally your sweater has come into your poem, ha-ha-ha-ha. interesting

that is NOT to say one should put complete confidence in drugs to treat mental illness! i have one friend...... (with mental illness; he lives alone in an apartment and is medicated and sees a therapist) ......who recently told me his friend......(also with mental illness and also living alone in an apartment) .....told her doctor the drug he was prescribing was not working as well as one she used to have better luck with. after a long time, the doctor finally prescribed her preference and she felt better. [maybe the doctor had some good reason to keep her on one drug for so long rather than the other? or, 'we' hate to think it, the doctor was profiting by promoting a company's 'new' drug? ? ]. and one of my ex-wives once was apparently over-medicated, supposedly taking the amount of a drug which her doctor prescribed (for depression i believe) and she was close to being non-responsive, at least verbally, in a social situation. when her dosage was reduced, her condition improved immensely. it ain't (always) as easy as popping a pill. ; ( bri :) the woman i refer to in my Poet's Notes told me here name was Julia. i went my way and she continued to ask people in town for a ride 40 miles or so outside of our town.