Just Give Me The Pills

In a large, white-picket dream, a married mother selfishly cries. She has everything she ever wanted – a husband, a house, a business degree, a baby – she is at the pinnacle of the migrant dream. Perhaps she needs to return to her medication, the pills she stopped taking to become pregnant. She was taking them for six years. She wasn't allowed to move out of home so she married at twenty-two. Now she is thirty, and it's as if she is looking at her life for the very first time. She is starti...