Another Dialogue Illustration
Suffocating For creative purposes, I'm going to paint the picture of my disordered and healthy thoughts as a dialogue between myself and (in this case) "Ed". Here is where the "dialogue illustration" began and where 'B' is first introduced, in case you're interested. I think we should... break up. Why would you want to do that? he asked a bit annoyed. Because I can't breathe around you. What are you talking about? You just... make me anxious. I'm always a wreck thinking about what I'm "not supposed to do". I'm constantly obsessing over things I can't have. I'm exhausted, you exhaust me. Hmm. But you're not cold all the time anymore. So? So that means it's not that bad. Well that's probably because I'm eating more. Or too much. Probably. Have I been eating too much? I worriedly wondered. You're confused. Wait, no. I need some space from 'us'. Why?! he demanded. I told y...