"Why?", asked the gentle reader. I will tell you why...
Crazy is a dismissive term for a greater underlying issue. Crazy is when you don't know what is wrong so its labeled as such and tucked away.
Crazy are what women are labeled when they cry uncontrollably after giving birth, unable to bond with their newborn.
Crazy is the mother who hasn't slept for days and snaps at her kids.
Crazy is the word used when you are overwhelmed, and tears stream down your face.
Crazy is Jonestown.
Crazy is Hitler, and his years of occupation. It's not like the European powers ALLOWED him in to the Sudetenlands, oh no, he is just crazy...all by himself.
Crazy is the guy who had copious access to weapons, and shot up a school.
Crazy is the teenage mom who just wanted to feel like a teenager again and leaves her baby with her ten year old brother to babysit.
Crazy is the veteran babbling derogatory terms like "zipperhead" to himself on First and Santa Clara.
Crazy is the person who doesn't agree with your opinion, and therefore is clearly wrong on everything in life...fucker must be crazy.
Crazy is a label for something we are not educated on, and something we do not understand. It's for the explanations that we can't conceive. And I am sure many will say that this post is crazy.
Yes, this word, CRAZY, it drives me fucking crazy.
