The psychic said, “You’re the saddest person I’ve ever seen. You need to get away from that man.”
The psychiatrist said, “Can you tell me why you parents might be so concerned?”
The therapist said, “I don’t like your taste in men.”
The brother said, Redacted.
The thoughts said, “You are hideous. You are stupid. No one cares.”
The kitchen floor said, “Let go. Just let go. It’s too hard to continue.”
The doctor said, “Take Zoloft. Take Prozac. Double your dosage. CBT, twice a week.”
The tree said, “Sit down. Rest.”
The dog said, “Watch me. I’ll never leave you. Let’s go for a walk. It’ll be okay.”
The child said, “He hates me. Everyone hates me.”
The sorrow said, write the book.
The love said, write the book.
I wrote the book.