An Open Letter to the Guy Who Laughed When My Friend Said She Couldn't Stay Because She Had Therapy

Fuck you.

Do you think it is funny that someone has mental illness? Are you going to laugh at me for going to therapy? What about when I tell you that part of the reason that I go to therapy is lasting effects of a brain injury from a car accident that I don't even remember and that put me on life support, jackass? You think its funny? Fuck you.

Background: While tabling for SANE on Friday, two smug, middle-aged men came up to me and started asking me about the sign I was holding, which stated "God is a myth". Sensing my inability to explain myself very well without ample preparation time, a friend came over to where I was to take over the duties of dealing with annoying middle-aged men on a college campus. At one point, another friend of ours walked up and we shifted our attention away from these guys as she stated that she could not stay and table because she had to go to therapy. One of the smug bastards chuckled, and I wanted to kill him. I didn't say anything though, and its eating at me.