I'M NOT ADRIFT | Eminem
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Though highly-functional, Nisha lives a deeply troubled life battling Schizophrenia.
Days of questioned realities blend into ones of confused happiness or empty thoughts in a distorted head.
Her hallucinations and delusions make it difficult for her to trust others or even herself.
Marshall Mathers' career is skyrocketing, leading him to be in high demand by everyone.
With his divorce finalized and tons of women all over him, it seems impossibly abstract that he'd find Nisha to be the object of his next obsession.
Artistic abilities leading her to direct and design Aftermath music videos, she ends up working on 'Without Me' by Eminem, Marshall Mathers himself.
She's enticing and contrasting to the people around her, clashing and novel in personality.
No doubt he'd notice it quickly.
***
"My version of falling in love borderlines on being psychotic.
I should be avoided at all costs.
I get obsessed with the all consuming tunnel vision.
The euphoria."
He's quiet now, I watch his body melt and form back together again desperately.
I feel his hand come to my thigh, I think I feel it.
I'm quiet for a moment.
Quiet. Quiet. Quiet.
I linger on the word psychotic.
"Telling a psychotic person you're psychotically in love with them is entering a dangerous playing field..."
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