This thing is a permanent resident in my life. No matter what I do, it will not move out.
It lies dormant, waiting for the tiniest chance it can grab to suffuse my life with misery. It is unbelievably resilient and cannot be eliminated by any kind of treatment. Oh, how it can drive all logic from my mind. The stories it can concoct would rival any tale written by the combined efforts of all great storytellers from the beginning of life. Stories so real that any reasoning, internal or external, simply withers and fades away, making me seethe.
I know it is stupid to listen to TGEM. But what if? WHAT IF? What if what it's saying is true?
What makes it worse is it works in tandem with The Evil One. She who nags me to go do fun, nasty stuff. One call... one text... that is all it will take. Let's go! She signals the devil himself to strew my way with temptation. I am attacked from all sides!
There is a tangible heavy feeling in my chest. I'm surprised there's no anvil or something of the sort on my chest when I look down. I can't shake it off.
Begone! Begone!
Woe is me.
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