Dark Thing: Hello.
Dark Thing: How are we doing today?
Me: I’m fine.
Dark Thing: Well, do you want me to fix that?
Me: Not really, but I know you are going to anyway.
Dark Thing: Don’t sound so cynical, Violet.
Me: Aren’t I always cynical?
Dark Thing: Only when I want you to be.
Me: Oh yeah, I forgot about that little detail.
Dark Thing: There you go again, always the one with the sarcastic comments.
Me: Piss off.
Dark Thing: Violet….
Me: Stop it.
Dark Thing: Hush now Darling, don’t you see this is all for your own good?
Me: I’m not listening to you.
Dark Thing: Oh, but you’re listening to me all the time, even when you don’t realize it.
Me: Go away.
Dark Thing: You see that knife over there Violet, the one with the shiny tip just pointy enough to cut into your flesh?
Dark Thing: You know you want to pick it up.
Me: No I don’t.
Dark Thing: Don’t you? Don’t you know it would feel nice if you just let the knife cut into your skin, not enough to kill yourself but enough to make you feel the pain?
Me: NO! I won’t! get out of my head and LEAVE ME ALONE.
Dark Thing: Roses are red, Violets are blue… Aren’t you blue, Violet? All sad because her daddy didn’t care enough to look after her, didn’t love her enough to leave her with a responsible babysitter who wouldn’t treat her like a play thing???
Me: STOP IT!!!!! I WON’T LISTEN ANYMORE!
Dark Thing: Hush now Violet, just pick up the knife and do it, I know you can.
Me: I can’t I won’t.
Dark Thing: Yes you will, just let your hand do all the work, there you go, pick it up.
Me: Please don’t, I don’t want to hurt, I don’t want to bleed!
Dark Thing: PICK UP THE KNIFE, VIOLET!
Me: I Can’t, I won’t!………………………………………………………………………………………
Alright, you win.
Dark Thing: Good girl 🙂