Well if one person is causing all this for you, then maybe you should think of cutting them out of your life. It isn’t good at all to let someone effect you so much in the kind of way. A friendship is suppose to help you as a person, not make you feel as if you are going mental.
True. Yet… what happens when this person is so important to you that you can’t even begin to think of giving their friendship up? The situation becomes much more cumbersome then, because it turns into a matter of ‘can I do without you?’ or ‘do I need you so much that it is impossible to not have you by my side?’
-she tilted her head a bit as she listened to him- Well what is wrong with you then? Hmm? Talk away and inform me of whatever you think I need to know.
I am mental. I’m sure that, today, I’ve reached that threshold— that threshold wherein my sane thoughts become twisted and, much like daggers, impale and tear at my sense of normalcy, of well-being. And this is all because of one person; one tiny little person that I give too much of a damn about. Yes, it’s because of this person that I am at my wits’ end.
There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with you. . -she nodded lightly- I’m not one to judge people, I know you probably heard that before, but I actually mean it.
There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with me? -he asks, his eyes widening with incredulousness- Well, then. I’m glad my first impression isn’t capable of showing that there are, indeed, certain things that have gone awry in my head.