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Its starting again... 

Richtofen: "Vhat is?"

This whole thing with my mind.  Whenever something reminds me of my brother,  I get so damn depressed.  It makes my heart hurt more and it create this pit of dark thoughts that I fall into... 

Richtofen: "Vell....  I vould recommend seeing a therapist,  zhey could help jou vith zhese kind of zhings"

I am...  But I never open up... 

Richtofen: "Zhats jour problem!  Jou need to learn zhat its okay,  or zhat its safe!"

I barely even know her... 

Richtofen: "Look, its her job!"

And? 

Richtofen: *sighs* "Okay...  Vell,  vhat about jour friends?"

They're really nice people...  But...  I just feel like I bother them... Even though they never show anything that makes it true...  I...  I just have these thoughts

Richtofen: "Ah!  I've come up vith a diagnosis!"

Ok...  What is it? 

Richtofen: "You have serious depression,  low self esteem (horribly),  are manic,  und are scared of people...  Somewhat,  it depends on how jour brain is vorking at zhat time"

Damn,  you got some of them... 

Richtofen: "SOME?!  Dear me,  jou've got a lot of problems.... "

*chuckles sadly* yea I do,  don't I

Richtofen: *sighs sadly* "Im sorry...  I don't know how to help jou... I vish I could zhough... "

Eddy...  You're not real..  I know this...  Even if you did have a way to help me...  You wouldn't be able to anyway.... 

Richtofen: "Ja,  I am... By mein observations...  Vouldnt jou be playing zombies right now?  To try to deal with it? "

Yea...  But I sadly can't right now.... 

Richtofen: "My apologies but,  it seems I must go...  Im sorry" *fades*

*tears start to fall* "Thats... Okay.... 

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