Okay get this - when I finally got on meds for the nth (and hopefully last) time, the voices in my head immediately changed from an incoherent chorus of self-hatred to "why is this song playing in my head?" and "It's kind of a bop, though."

The relief was incredible, if also a little weird.

I always say that my brain is a jukebox that never, EVER turns off. There is always music and it never stops.

Pretty sick song