Kujichagulia (Self-Determination): To define and name ourselves, as well as to create and speak for ourselves.
Kujichagulia, means the most to me and I reflect most intimately on this day, because of the words, “self-determination”. Here’s why:
Plagued with an invisible illness
A illness that allows me to hear the voices of many
See visions and terrors
Feel what is not real
Drenched in darkness
Facing an open door of self offered mental oppression
Mental Darkness
Lost Hope
Invisible Darkness
Plagued with endless fatigued
Tears that will fill the Nile
Shivers and Coldness that resembles death
Then cursed with desire for death
Plans for death
Hoping for death with life bubbling around me
I’m isolated, life can’t penetrate me
As much as I need it
Mania is around the corner, offset for this oppressive descriptive depression
The energy of a child
Thoughts of a God
Creationism is in my grasp
I am Alpha and Omega
Sleep is obsolete
My words are as fast as a bullet
Scaring my mind
I am Manic
I am free my mind tells me
The energy I am producing is destroying me
Destructive, my mind is a great place for delusions
That I call imagination
Hallucination rest with me
My voices speak death to me
My head is loud and speeding
I’m not free
I’m not depressed
I’m manic
To the doctors, I go
Medications and therapy is apart of my RECOVERY
One Pill, I swallow four times a day
The second Pill, I swallow three times a day
The third Pill, I swallow twice a day
The fourth Pill is prescribed: As Needed
This is my Story
This is my Poem
Living with Bio-Schizoaffective Disorder
Living with Manic Depression
It takes self-determination to see past the mask of symptoms
and take medicine
To admit a flaw
It takes self-determination in the vision of my future
Belief in another energy
Belief in the TRUE me!
Every day I wake up, go to work, go to school, go to church = Kujichagulia
My favorite day of Kwanzaa, Kujichagulia because I am able to see how strong I am, and how much more of a fight I have. I can make. I will make it. I am making it. So cry Domenia, it’s okay. You get going in the mornings, always. So scream Domenia, make your pain heard. You’ll take your meds and be soothed. So panic Domenia, and remember panic attacks leave always. You’re making it, to graduate college, to get to your master’s program, to reach RECOVERY, no more scars. You’re healing. You’re healing.
Recovery is within your reach
This is:
Kujichagulia= Domenia “Zih” Dickey’s Self-Determination Story
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