More often now I find it difficult to recognize you. You're becoming a different person from the influences of the people around you. What the hell is it exactly that you mean when you tell me these things? That is nothing more than worry, stress, and crap-worth information filling my brain and I don't need that. I have a hard enough time with my own problems but you wouldn't know that. Because when I say nothing is wrong you actually believe me. And yet, reverse the situation and you'll have a completely different outcome. Why? Because I'm so much more intelligent than you in psychology.
What's ahead of us I'm not sure I want to know anymore.