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 Day 312.

I tried to drown my demons with alcohol but damn, those demons can swim.

Depression is a surfer, Anxiety is a scuba diver.

I tried to run them out of the building but they both do parkour.

I called the exorcist for an exorcism.

They exorcised his demons out.

They spoke to me.

“We have come to stay.

We are you. You are we.”

Aside: (Are they quoting Venom?)

“We heard that.

We haven’t been formally introduced.

You can refer to us as the twins of terror, the destructive duo, or the parasitic pair.

Anything that floats your boat.

We know your worries because we are your worries.

We know your troubles because we are your troubles.

You were right about what you said on Day 183 about not making peace with demons.

Anyways, we will do our best to make the remainder of your days on earth a living hell.

We promise you that”.

Are you done?

Damn, that was long. Almost bored me to death.

Quick question, you are on the inside and you want me dead.

How are you going to kill me if I’m already dead inside?

©️ The Void.