Talking It Out

I don't know what to do. I'm losing my mind over all of this...

Have you considered talking to someone?

I'm talking to you, aren't I?

I meant someone that isn't a figment of your imagination.

You're real to me. And why would I do that?

Because the purpose of therapy is to help people.

I don't need help, I just need to think everything through and figure it all out.

You can't maintain a relationship for more than a month at a time and you have a new significant other within a week of the last relationship's end. Every relationship ends up with you and I having this same conversation.

So I'm a bit fickle, that's no big deal. And hey, all I try to do is not break any hearts.

All you do is break hearts.

At least I try not to.

You need to talk to someone!

I don't want to!

...

Don't give me that silent pout thing.

...

Look, I think I know what the problem is anyways.

Oh? And what might that be?

I'm in love with you.

I... what?

I know, I know. I made you up years ago because I needed a friend in middle school...

And you're in college now.

And if I were you I'd be flattered that I never forgot you.

Look, it's nice that you've kept your crazy little mind happy with me for so long, but I have to be honest with you...

What is it?

You've kept me for too long. That's the issue. You've been so used to having imaginary conversations with an imaginary person, and it's grown to the point where you don't even have to try to think of a response for me. You do it subconsciously. You've essentially split your brain in two, lending half to someone that doesn't exist.

Someday I plan on finding a real you. And maybe then I can finally be happy.

Wishing that I were a physical human being won't make me one! And sure, you might find someone really similar to this personality and look you gave me, but they still won't be me. They won't have my fake memories. They won't have these conversations with you. They won't know you like I do.

...

I'm sorry. I know, it's hard, but it's the truth. You have to forget about me. It's for your own good.

I don't want you to go, though. If I forget that you exist than you die. I don't want such an important part of my life to die! You helped me get through the toughest parts of my life. You kept me from snapping. You kept me happy.

And it's time you found someone else to do that for you.

You can't go... I won't let you!

I can go and you will let me!

... Please, I love you...

I love you too, that's why I was always there when you needed someone. But now you have to find someone you actually can love. I'm like a medicine. Sure, when you need me, I help a lot, but too much is a bad thing, and when you don't need me, I only make things worse.

But I still need you!

No, you don't.

Yes I do!

You sound like an addict.

I am not addicted to you!

It's time for rehab.

... You really are dead-set on leaving, aren't you?

It's for the best.

How do you know?

Because I know your brain inside and out. I wouldn't be leaving unless I absolutely had to.

Will you ever come back?

Only if you absolutely need me.

... I guess... I guess this is goodbye, then.

This isn't a goodbye. This is a 'See you later”, okay? I'll be watching, and I'll be there if you have no one left to catch you, or if you have a problem that only I can help you with. And I mean it, try to live life without me for awhile. It'll do you good.

I'm never going to forget you, though.

Even if you wanted to, you wouldn't be able to. Think of this as putting me on hold. You're taking a vacation to get your life together.

As much as it breaks my heart... thank you. Thank you for caring so much.

You know that I would die for you.