Part 1

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TWs
Anxiety
Bad thoughts
Medication
Mention of suicidal thoughts
Schizophrenia
Strong Language

(1207 words)

Wilbur POV

Today was the day. The day where I was flying to America with some members of the SMP. We were all going to stay in a house in Florida for six months. Phil, Tommy, Techno, Tubbo, Ranboo, Dream, Sapnap, George, Quackity, Schlatt, Jack, Niki, Eret, Fundy, and I were all going to be staying in the house. It was under Dream's name, but everyone pitched in on the money. I opened my phone to see everyone talking in a Discord group chat.

Schlatt
Fuck planes I'm driving

Jack
Dude why the fuck are you driving

Quackity
SCHLATT THATS GONNA TAKE 13 HOURS

Schlatt
I could not care less.

Dream
We should probably set up rooms while everyone is here, I'll be with George.

Tommy
Of course you would want to be with George

George
Lfmao

Dream
Be quiet child

Tommy
I'M NOT A CHILD YOU GREEN BITCH BOY

Ranboo
Can I be with Tubbo?

Tubbo
YEAHHHH!!!

Tech
I'll be with Tommy

Schlatt
I'll pray for you Techno

Tommy
Fuck off

Me
I can be with Schlatt

Quackity
What about you Philza, can we bunk together? Can we
sleep together phil?

Phil
That is the last thing I want to hear coming from you

Tommy
HAHAHAHA

Me
Lol

Dream
Niki can have her own room since she's the only woman

Niki
:D

Phil
Tommy, Wil, Tubbo and Jack, I will be at your houses
in about an hour, be prepared.

Jack
That sounds so threatening Phil
Seen at 8:42 a.m.


I placed my phone down on my nightstand and finished getting ready. For rooms, like we talked about, George would be with Dream, Tommy and Techno, Tubbo and Ranboo, Fundy and Quackity, Jack and Phil, Schlatt and I, Sapnap and Eret, and Niki was by herself.

I had butterflies in my stomach due to the ongoing anxiety of what I had to keep secret.

About seven months ago, I was diagnosed with a rare mental illness Paranoid Schizophrenia. The only person I told was Phil, so if anything bad happened, someone would know what was really going on. I didn't exactly know how to take care of myself, neither did Phil. I barely knew all the things that this illness could do to me.

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