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𝕤𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕫𝕠𝕡𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕒
Tweek had been suffering from this mental illness for many years, at first thinking that the things he saw and heard were merely his child imagination being a bit weird.
When he found out about his meth addiction he thought these creatures and people were merely a symptom of his withdrawals...
But when the voices, the creatures never stopped he knew something was wrong.
On his 17th birthday he was finally diagnosed with Schizophrenia which explained his moods, tiredness, dissociation and the things he saw. He stopped wearing green as it was a trigger for certain things and began to just wear plain sweaters and clothing.
His self harm (though from the beginning was bad due to his withdrawals) was becoming worse and worse and before he knew it all he ever wore was sweaters and jackets.
Of course, he'd told his closest friends and he'd use his phone to see if the spider on the wall was real or not.
One day, he didn't come to school until 12am, having been stuck in his bed while staring at one of the creatures until it left him alone. The blonde was tired and stressed and had come to you for comfort, the little imp simply whimpering as he sat on the bench and hugged you tightly, whispering things that you couldn't particularly understand.
