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	<title>Wez G - Not Your Diagnosis</title>
	<description>As a lot of my fans will know I have suffered a war with mental health services here in Wales since I was falsely diagnosed with schizophrenia when I was 19 in 1997. It really disrupted my early DJ career and it is a miracle that I am simply still here making music today…

Verse 1
They wrote a word beside my name
Then treated me like I became
A case, a chart, a numbered bed
A list of symptoms in their head
They called it care, they locked the door
And never asked what I was fighting for
A quiet face, a distant stare
Is that recovery—or just despair?
Pre-Chorus
I want the truth, the risks explained
A voice in what goes through my veins
No threat, no force, no polished lies
No talking down, no closing eyes
Chorus
I am not your diagnosis
Not a problem to sedate
I deserve informed consent
And a choice inside my fate
Let me question, let me challenge
Let another doctor speak
Help me find a safer pathway
Don’t mistake control for peace
Verse 2
The depot comes, the long weeks turn
With heavy limbs and nerves that burn
The weight, the tremor, clouded thought
The hidden price of “help” I bought
A zombie mask is not a cure
And silence doesn’t mean I’m well for sure
If medicine is meant to mend
Then hear me when I say what I can’t stand
Pre-Chorus
Review the dose, review the plan
See the person, not the scan
And if a change is right for me
Make it supported, slow and safely
Chorus
I am not your diagnosis
Not a problem to sedate
I deserve informed consent
And a choice inside my fate
Let me question, let me challenge
Let another doctor speak
Help me find a safer pathway
Don’t mistake control for peace
Bridge
Families split beneath the strain
Social workers carrying the blame
While distant experts claim they know
Which road a wounded life should go
But freedom needs a place to sleep
Good food, fresh air, and promises we keep
A trusted hand, a living wage
A life beyond the locked-in page
Breakdown
No charlatan in a polished chair
Gets to pretend the harm’s not there
No institution owns my mind
Respect is how real care is defined
I’ll bring an advocate with me
Ask what each choice may do to me
I’ll seek another point of view
My health, my body, my voice too
Final Chorus
I am more than a diagnosis
More than everything they wrote
I can question every warning
Every tablet, every dose
Give me daylight, give me movement
Give me purpose, give me time
Help me build a fit and healthy life
That I can truly call mine
Outro
Open the door—but don’t abandon me
Freedom with support, and dignity
No forced peace, no grand disguise
Let me live, let me decide</description>
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	<author_name>Wez G</author_name>
	<author_url>https://hearthis.at/wezg/</author_url>
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