Hello. Nyx.
I know you hear me.

"I don't!"

Yeah you do. And you hate it..why do you push us away...away...away...

"I HATE you."

You hate yourself.

"No I don't."

Why do you cut? Why do you love Michael? Because he loves you, regardless of your condition.

"Michael loves me. I love him."

Your talking to yourself, Nyx. They think your crazy. We aren't crazy. And how could Michael love you if he is autistic? He probably doesn't know you have psychosis.

"Leave me alone."

Stop. Being this way.

"I WON'T  STOP BEING ANY WAY BECAUSE I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU"

"I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I scream, shaking as a nurse gives me something to calm down. I can tell she is scared.

Okay.

The voices fall silent as I sob uncontrollably.