Serotonin? Never heard of her.

mental illness, the normalcy of untreatability, and (a little bit of) freedom

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have noticeable amounts of stuff like serotonin and dopamine. I don’t. We’ve checked. I even looked down the back of the couch and in the junk drawer, no dice. My levels of these things, while detectable, have never so much as glimpsed the bottom of a reference range.

This cute little flower-embellished ser…