? :Tick tock.
? :What you gonna do about it, brother?
Trevor: I’m so sorry. I screwed it all up. I don’t even know what’s happening to me anymore.
?: You’ve gotta eat your vitamins and say your prayers! Oh yeah!
Rex: You’ve failed to keep yourself under control. You’ve officially lost yourself.
Trevor: What can I do here? I’m so stressed out. The lack of money. I’m in the worst shape of my life. I have to get myself going again.
?: You will never, EVER, be the same again!
Rex: You forgot about me for a long time, but I’ve been here, in the background. Trying to help you, dumbass.
Trevor: I’ve been busy, okay? I’m trying so hard to fix myself, to get my life together. To be a proper human being.
?: Aww. Does someone need a hug?
Trevor: Shut up! Leave me alone, damn it! I’ve been going to therapy! I’m not insane!
Rex: You can try and try all you want, but I was always here. I never left. You chose to ignore me and try to figure it out on your own. We were supposed to get it together, together. Trevor and Rex. Or did you forget?
Trevor: I remember. I created you for a reason. A shy, quiet kid, who felt so out of place where he was at…I wanted to be more assertive. To make friends online. To feel cooler. I think you did help, for a while. I didn’t forget you, I was trying to absorb parts of you into my own being. To make me a better person.
? :I’m driving now! ME! WASSUP!
Trevor: No, you shut the hell up, right now. I am not allowing you to take over, ever.
Rex: I don’t think you get it. I was made to prevent others, like him from showing up.
Trevor: Him? Who is he?
?: I am the most electrifying man in ALLLL of entertainment. Because the millions (and millions) of my fans have come out to support me! I have come back…. home.
Trevor: I don’t know who you are, but you need to get out. Get out of here.
Rex: You did this to yourself by the way. You made some stupid decisions. You’ve been spending too much time in your own head. You’ve been thinking about this kind of trope way too frequently, instead of focusing on the things you do have that are good! Like me! So, you wound up making him! That… weirdo. He’s somehow a part of you now too.
Trevor: Look, You’re a part of me too, okay? You never left, because you are a part of me that I created to try to make myself better. I am stressed, moreso than I’ve been at any point in my life. I’ve sat and watched my life pass me by. I don’t know what the hell he even is! I need to keep it together!
?: You want to know why you’ve failed so much. You are not me! You’re not the Tribal Chief! I have spent years showing up and winning championships! I built this Bloodline! You should’ve acknowledged me a LONG time ago.
Trevor: No, you just need to leave me be. You, I don’t even know what the hell you are. You need to leave me the hell alone.
?: Even when you’re alone, brother. You’re not alone. Here in the Funhouse, all of our friends are here too! Look, there’s your big friend, Sprog the Hog! And over there, the merciless buzzard, Clack! Some of your insecurities are over there, too. Hi, Lady Abby! And who could forget Trickster Rabbit! Try as he might, he could never really fit it, could he!
Rex: All right, dumbass. You need to leave. There’s only 2 of us in here. Get the hell out.
?: Stop shoving me down man, you just need to follow the buzzards, and LET ME IN.
Trevor: Sorry, nope. I’m not doing all of this right now. All of you need to shut up for a while. I need to think. Clear my mind.
?: I’m the main event now! Jay, the Icon! Two Letters, One Word! ME!
Trevor: Shut up!
Jay, the Icon: I hear voices in my head, they council me, they understand, they talk to me!
Trevor: This isn’t working. I don’t know what to do anymore.
Rex: You are not giving up. You can do this thing. Stop comparing yourself to other people. You need to become a better version of yourself. I know you can. Get rid of that dumbass and let’s try to figure this thing out!
Trevor: I don’t know if I can do it.
Jay, the Icon: I have been in the business for almost 30 years now! I am must see TV! I am the Icon and I’m AWESOME!
Trevor: Is this idiot really a part of me?
Rex: I don’t know what to tell you man. You’re the wrestling fanatic.
Trevor: I have to fix this. Somehow. I have to make this work, or I may as well resign myself to some level of insanity.
Jay, the Icon: What you gonna do, when the Icon, and Rex, and even Trevor, run wild on you, brother? (laughs insanely)
Trevor: I’ve got to make all of this stop, even for a few moments. What even caused this?
Rex: Come on, man. You’ve got to do something to get yourself out of the shit you put yourself in.
Trevor: I need a lot of help. I don’t think I can deal with the two of you alone. All the overthinking I’ve done. All the doubts, the timelines I’ve navigated for no reason. It couldn’t have lead to this! I need to get myself under control! (frustrated screaming)
He stares out the window, having not said a word out loud, resigning himself to the voices in his head, for now.
Author’s notes: I think I will try to write again. I have a lot going on in my head lately. Letting it out in some way, used to help me cope. I don’t know where this will go, but I’m surprised I felt the need to write all of this out. I think I’ve been able to hold a lot of my thoughts in, minus what I’ve posted. It used to help more, but now I’m scared I’m losing myself somehow. I don’t feel like myself, but giving up is not an option for me. I’ll just try to figure this thing out, as best I can. I don’t know if I’m all that optimistic at this point, but I just need to do something.