Beware, cringe ahead.
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Everyone calls me insane. I'm not insane. I just see things differently.
That's all. "That's..à-all.." He whispers the last part to himself, his voice cracking as he stuttered.
He tapped the white walls, feeling his face go warm. His body shook as he began to sob.
He lost everything. Because he let himself go. He let the one person who could handle all of that insaneness.
"I miss you.." He said softly, to no one in particular.
"Excuse me?" Oh look, the person to give you the meds is here. Lovely.
"Mhmm. I know how it is. You seem new, hello. You can leave, I can take the meds on my own. Thanks bye." He said coldly, taking them and pushing the new person out.
Same cycle everyday. Wake up, stay in the room, maybe walk around the ward, go back, take my meds, and stay in the room. It got tiring. Especially when he stopped visiting.
Sometimes, I just wish I could run away. Get out. But no, I cant.
I'm stuck. I made a stupid mistake thinking I was all better and now the one person who could handle it is scared of me.
I guess monsters aren't meant to be loved.
