2 Sad, Sad Stories

[heartwrenching]

There’s something really, really wrong with me.

I was wondering how everyone else thinks since you guys only seem to get what I'm talking about half the time or less, and suddenly everything's... I don't know, way different than how it's been as long as I can remember. My thoughts aren’t racing. I still have all my emotions, but they're not as intense. They've always been either way up or way down, usually going back and forth faster than a kid who ate too much sugar before hopping on a tire swing.

Am I sick? It’s got me kinda worried. Ladd would know what’s wrong; he’d be able to give me some good advice.

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[heartwrenching]

I'm always a pleasant conversationalist. I can't help it if people don't know how to listen to me when I'm normal.

It's nothing.

[rule_britannia]

Are you sure?

[heartwrenching]

If what you said about my "mental clarity" is right, then I should be pretty sure, shouldn't I?

[rule_britannia]

Normally, I'd be all too eager to agree with you on that.

[Even if it was just to get him to shut up]

But I don't believe I've ever seen you strike anything out before.

[heartwrenching]

There's no reason for me to do it when I'm normal, since I believe 100% of everything I write or say, even when I contradict myself a sentence later.

[rule_britannia]

That sounds.. rather exhausting, to be completely honest.

[heartwrenching]

And that's the trick: when I'm normal, I've got all the energy in the world to deal with it. I can just keep going and going, no problems.

[rule_britannia]

.. Interesting.

Is it a lack of energy, then, or something else?