Sitting enjoying, wait I’m lying. Sitting trying to enjoy the classic wrestling show. Keith had a thought. 

Keith: { Why don’t I do what I love?}

Illusion: It’s because you don’t even know how to love.

Keith looks to his right and notices Illusion sitting next him, legs crossed filing his nails. 

Illusion stops filing and looks at Keith with a sinister grin on his face. 

Keith: I’m not doing this today. (Turns around)

Illusion: You have no choice, I’m in your head doofus. (Illusion uncrosses legs and stands up walking to stand in front of tv.) See can’t even get me out of your eyesight. Now what is it that you love to do? 

Keith: You the one in my head right? You tell me. 

Illusion: (Laughs and walks over to the fireplace leaning on the mantle piece) You don’t even love yourself. And how long it’s been since you felt any love for yourself you lost all feeling of love. To be honest all the things you used to love to do became things for you to do so you won’t attempt suicide,

Keith: (Begins to get mad) You don’t know what the fuck you talking about. Nobody wants to kill themselves.

Illusion: (Laughs) You right, nobody doesn’t but you do. The only reason you haven’t attempted is because you don’t want to look stupid if you failed. You are afraid to end up with some form of disability, and being taken care of around the clock. Imagine it who ever has the burden of that task will always look at you like this idiot can’t even commit suicide, and now I’m stuck cleaning his shit. (Laughs out loud) And I’ll be there to remind you everyday how much you hate yourself. How much of an idiot you are. How many people don’t give a shit about you. How the only reason that someone is touching you is because they have to roll you over so you won’t get bad sores. 

Keith: (Grinds his teeth)…

Illusion: (Walks over to Keith) Looks like I struck a nerve hmm. The truth kills don’t it? Listen just go to your local homegoods store, buy some rope, find a bridge, and hang yourself from it. With your weight you’ll break your neck easily, or snap the rope and drop and become paralyzed from the neck down. (Laughs hysterically in Keith’s face) Asking yourself why you are not doing what you love. Silly men don’t even love himself. 

Keith swings in an attempt to punch Illusion but as soon as he goes to connect he realizes there is nobody there. Keith begins to feel a throbbing on his head as he realizes he has been punching himself in the head. He stops and stares into the darkness of his apartment.