Sanders Sides One-shots

Dear Insecurity

TW for the next three parts-  Mentions of insecurity, depression, and anxiety. It is very descriptive in the effects the have and how it feels. There is one implication of feeling suicidal in the last part, but it's not explicitly stated.

Disclaimer- I have never had depression nor an anxiety disorder, to my knowledge,  so if I get something wrong, please tell me, I want this to be as accurate as possible.

As I wrote these chapters, I imagined it in a beat poetry fashion, but you don't have to read it like that. The prompt for this is that Roman is struggling with mental issues, so he's attempting to cope by writing letters to them as if they were people.

Dear Insecurity,

You are worthless. You mean nothing, your words are nearly thoughts you shove into my head through my ears. You tell me your opinions, and I listen. But your opinions hurt me and you're no good for me. Therefore, you are meaningless. Because if you can't make me better, then you're no good, yourself. You are disgusting and you are ugly and you are violent. You hurt me, and that pain becomes the blood in my veins until your lies and your doubt become me. You attach your strings to everything I do and say, until nothing feels real, anymore. The term "no strings attached" just hurts me now, because it is a lie. Because I am attached to everything so that must mean that it's sketchy. So you tell me to hide away in my room so that nobody can see me. Because I am ugly and worthless and pathetic. I hate you. But you are a part of me, which means you are me. And quite honestly, because I hate lies...I hate me more than I hate you... because I lie to myself all the time, and you always tell me the truth.

You brought your friends not long after you moved in. Anxiety and Depression...you're next.

~ The one and lonely, Prince Roman