Monologues From "Your Money's Worth"
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Introducing: a ten-minute play about depression, suicide attempts, the mental health system, and completely unsympathetic and evil therapists. Call it a dark comedy of insane proportions. The monologues:
CARLA:
If you wanted to die, you'd be dead. You would keep trying, over And over, until you got it right. But you don't drink bleach. You don't hang yourself or jump off a bridge or crash your car into a wall. You take pills. You stick your head in the oven. It's a cry for help. So stop wasting your time idealizing and romanticizing death and accept the fact that everyone is miserable. Life is hell for everyone. They just fake it better.
JESSIE:
I didn't come in here and say "Fix me." I work. I work every goddamned day. I got
myself to class when I wanted to kill myself and I graduated in four years with a 3.5 GPA. I've held down jobs, gone to work when I would have rather drank bleach. I made friends, I supported them in times of crisis. I've even dated. All while being in a living hell. I work. You don't know me, you don't know what my life is, and you can't blame me for feeling desperate, for wanting a way out. I'm not all the other people you've treated, okay? Stop treating me like an age group. I'm a human being.
 
|
