Ford.
He doesn't trust me.
I overheard him talking to Jack and it has been bothering me all week. I don't know how to talk to him about it. How to assure him that I will not try to hurt myself.
But you want to.
Isn't this exhausting?
The demons shout at me. Their voices have been louder than usual and I know it is because of the meds. I lied to him. I couldn't get it. I am useless without my father and I don't want to prove him right. He will bask in this for the rest of my life. He would control me for as long as he can. I don't want to worry Lance. I hate myself so much right now because I involved him in this.
You should've stayed at the hospital.
You are worthless.
