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oh i tried to "cut the cord" with my imaginary friends. i was okay for a few days. i actually felt rather proud of myself for having "cured" myself of my craziness through shear force of will. yeehaw! no more voices my head! no more silly delusions!
and then i was walking back to the house from the garden and suddenly i felt as if an anvil of despair had been dropped on my head. the emotional impact was so unexpected and intense it brought me to my knees. i just knelt there and wept. then i heard the distant voices of my imaginary friends "please let us back in." well hell, what could i do? spend my life on my knees weeping?
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