Hey.
Are you there?
I need to talk right now.
I'm always here.
Alright. I just... I have some questions for you. I need them answered.
What do you wish to know?
Why are you always here?
What do you mean?
I mean... You've always been here. For as long as I've known.
No matter what I do I'm never fully rid of you. Why are you here? Why are you ALWAYS here?
Why do you want to know? Is my presence a problem?
No... At least I don't think so...
Than what seems to be the issue?
You've only become more and more visible over time. I don't have a problem with you, but I just... I don't want you here.
You want to be rid of me but have no problem with me. Why is it then that you wish to be fully rid of me?
It's just...
I find you attractive. VERY attractive.
I am flattered. But you wish to be rid of me because I'm attractive?
It's more complicated than that.
...
It's not just that you're attractive, you're perfect.
What do you mean?
You're perfect! You're beautiful. Everything you wear is perfect. You're confident.
You're... You're yourself. You're authentic.
Still, why does that make you want to be rid of me?
Because I wish I was you.
I wish I could look as good as you. I wish I could wear the things you wear.
I wish I could be pretty like you. I wish I could be confident like you.
But you're not me. Why not be a better you?
You don't get it. Every time I look at you, I feel nothing but envy. At everything.
I look at clothes that you would wear and it makes me think of you.
I look at those like you and I think of you.
...
I don't want to be a better me. I want to be you.
I hate being me. I hate how I look. I hate what I wear. I'm not confident. I'm not authentic.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
It hurts that I can't be you.
Why am I not you?
Why can nobody else but me see you?
Why do you have to be here, tormenting me?
Maybe you're not you.
What?
There is a reason I have always been here. Why you are so full of envy of me.
I am you.
You want to be me because I AM YOU.
There is no getting rid of me I AM YOU. You cannot get rid of yourself.
You're me? But why am I not you?
Because you haven't discovered it yet.
If you are me. How do I become you? Can I just become you now?
No. Not now.
Why not? Do you not understand? This hurts. Every day I wake up and have to live with the pain of not being you.
PLEASE, LET ME BE YOU. I WANT TO BE YOU!
I am so deeply sorry that you are not me, and that you cannot just become me. I wish it did not have to be this way. I can't change fate.
But you can become me.
How? PLEASE TELL ME HOW!
You will have to work towards it. Every day. You will have to make a multitude of choices and face a multitude of challenges, many of which will be difficult.
People will see you change. They will see the shift. They will see you change over time into me
But I'm not ready! If they see me change they'll hate me. I don't want to be hated for being you.
You do not have to be ready to begin now. You may begin at any time.
As you become me, I will slowly disappear until I am gone.
Because then, you have become me.
But until then, I will be there.
You can become me.
I can become you.
I WILL become you.
I know you can.