How does that make you feel? 

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Where do I begin? 

If I’m being honest, then I feel lost and hopeless. 

I think I’m suffering from endless misery and the only thing that can get me out of this is to disappear from everyone and everything. 

But I can’t do that. 

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Hi, Friend. 

It’s been long since we had a sit-down like this. 

I’m sorry I haven’t come to visit you very often. I thought I was getting better, which I’d been and it lasted quite a long time. But all good things must come to an end. 

Although it seems to me that, unlike the good things, the bad ones always stay, either being present or just running in the background. It’s always there. 

To the point that maybe it’s my only true friend. 

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At least you’re not alone, Matt.

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Hello, Matt. 

How have you been? 

I’m sorry it’s taken some time for me to take over. It’s harder with all the medications you take. 

I have to be here for you because no one else is, and it’s safer this way. I can take all those punches for you, Matt. 

But don’t tell anyone you’re talking to me, or else they will try to get rid of me again. 

They don’t understand me, Matt. They think I’m your enemy, but I’m the one who’s always here when no one else is.

I don’t want to leave you, Matt. I want to be there for you. Remember, we share the same shelter. Your sadness is mine, too. 

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Here’s the thing: when you rely on something too much – like medicine or even people – its effect starts to fade. And I worry one day I might lead so heavily on others that I’ll forget how to stand on my own. 

Have I relied on you too much, Friend?

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Matt.

I think it’s okay even if you’re too dependent on me.

You don’t need to hide “me” from anyone anymore. I am as much you as you are. 

I am you. 

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You don’t need to struggle alone anymore.

Let me help you, Matt. 

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Even though I only exist in your mind, I’m your friend.

And I will always be here with you until the end.