"What could be wrong?" she said in a deadpan way that meant she wasn't convinced things were right. "All my needs are met."

"Name them," the voice demanded.

She leaned towards the mirror to apply her face. "A house, food on the table, a car, a family, a…

The voices in my head talk over each other, a multitude of conversations all happening at once. I press the palms of my dirty hands to my temples, willing them to shut up, but to no avail.

Little iridescent beetles scuttle over my feet and through the …

For the first time in a long time, I feel like myself. Of course, this does have its pros and cons.

On the pro side, I'm actually social. I can actually engage people in conversation. Conversations that I honestly care about. And about anything! Music, h…