Voices: You are a loser! You have no friends!
Seth: Be quiet!
Harriet: Who are you talking to?
Seth: The voices?
Harriet: What voices?
Seth: The voices that live in my head.
Harriet: I'm sorry, hon. What are they saying?
Seth: They're saying I am a loser, and I have no friends!
Harriet: Don't listen to them! You're not a loser, and you have lots of friends! Like me!
Seth: Thanks, Harriet!
Harriet: I'm sorry you're hearing voices! How long has this been going on?
Seth: Since 2020.
Harriet: Oh dear. Maybe, you see a therapist. My nephew is autistic, and he hears voices too, so I know how you feel.
Seth: At least I'm not alone in this.
Harriet: Never.
This story was written on Tuesday, June 20th, 2023.
A/N Seth should seek a therapist for the voices. It's very unsettling. His mental health matters. Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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