Have you ever imagined that one day the voices inside your head were fighting, your imaginary friend was running with a scissor in its hand, and at one point one of your personalities wandered off for the reason that somehow you had just proposed to the delusional psychological state of being married to someone you know yourself you can never withstand the crappy presence all your entire breathing existence? And to worsen the already murderous page-turner mental burden?... You ended up revealing something you couldn't thoroughly differentiate between being rather a crumpling DELUSION or traumatizing REALITY.