Dear Sanity,

            How many times are you going to threaten to leave before you actually walk out that door? The first time you threatened me was right out of high school. I realized I didn’t have or want a purpose in life and I wanted to give up and die. Then the first girl came along and I loved her just enough to realize what had been missing to keep me sane, but she didn’t last long and you started packing your bags again. Then just a few months later I found her. She was the one, my purpose. She was everything, so you started unpacking again. However it didn’t take you long to start looking for the door again did it? You polluted my mind with thoughts of jealousy and fear. You made it consume me and my relationship. Now she is gone as well and you have one foot out of the door. You knew that without her there would be nothing left for me to hold on to and you would be able to leave me broken and in pain. Every step you take from the door I slip farther and farther into the dark. I don’t know how much longer I can stand the constant thoughts of her and the emptiness you make me feel inside. I wish you would come back and bring her with you.

                                                                                                                        Sincerely,

                                                                                                                        The insane.