Prologue

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Dementophobia: Fear of insanity.

Insanity. Something I cannot control.

Every single day, I am terrified. Terrified of what I might do.... What I might say...........

What I might become...

It's been too close to happening too many times now, and I grow more and more scared every minute, because once the peak of insanity hits, there's no turning back for me. I won't be able to stop myself from it, and there's no way for me to go back to normal.

Every fucking day is like a living hell for me because I know that if something or someone pisses me off just enough, and if I don't control my anger good enough, I'll become one of the things that I fear the most. I'll become a monster... even worse of a monster than I am right now.....

I felt like nothing could ever help me. I was done for, and not one fucking person could ever have the guts or the soul to even look at me like I was one of them. They just see me as a monstrosity. An abomination to this world. I was nothing more than the fucking end of a loaf of bread....

But then....... she came into my life......

I mean, it wasn't like she was gonna suddenly change my life somehow and magically cure me from this.... nightmare that I was in..

....... Or could she...?

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