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From the Mind of My Thoughts


My Dearest Human, Don't eat that - people will laugh at you. Don't drink that - people will laugh at you. Don't wear that - people will laugh at you. Don't say that - people will laugh at you. I'm the one who makes the decisions for you. I'm the one who makes you better. I'm the one who is smart. I'm always there guiding you through life. But who exactly am I? I'm the voice in your head that drives you. People say I make them crazy. But in reality, they're just calling themselves crazy. The shrinks don't know what they're talking about. I'm the best thing that's ever happened to you. I'm the good guy. But eventually, things started changing. After those ... 20 some appointments with that stupid shrink, You finally started to "wise up." You gradually started to block me out. You wouldn't let me reach out. Nothing that I said mattered. Now I don't know what to do. I'm left with no one to talk to. So I start talking to myself. Now, who's the crazy one? Yours Truly, Your Subconscious
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