Neroism's Venom

'Tis was March the 6th in the 21st century, year 2022. I was listening to Kairiki Bear for the first time again in a long while. I was listening to all of her twenty songs on one playlist. Which is one huge compilation in one YouTube video.

As well as for my next playlist is her entire album Darling Syndrome. Which has half of her old songs remastered.

Yesterday, I met a woman at the age of 22. We so happened to meet in a dating server on Discord. And her name was Jennifer, nicknamed as Jennie for short. It was funny how at first we were just talking casually and nothing special at all between us. Until she started to like me and warming up towards my charisma.

But it wasn't my sociopathic charisma of infallible narcissism that had her charmed. It was my hyperactive and manic episode, as if I had too much sugar during an ADHD attack who skipped their Ritalin or Adderall.

Because I stopped taking my mood stabiliser, which was Lithium, and my antipsychotic, Risperdal, but I always kept my Lexapro and Prozac with me. I didn't care about my mental health anymore. Because I started to accept my true self now.

It's hard for me to go through denial at first having a psychotic episode, despite how high my doses of antipsychotics I have.

Then go through a stage of anger in a manic episode because of how people judge me for my mentally challenged behaviour. Then went through a stage of bargaining, asking my psychiatrist to give me more medications until he told me it was the maximum dose and it wasn't enough to help me, making me worse and worse every hour of the day.

Then went through a stage of depression because of knowing the fact that I could no longer be normal anymore, then comes to the final stage of acceptance. And that's where I just threw away all my meds, except for the antidepressants that actually make my manic episodes worse, which feels too good for my mental highs. I just don't want to keep pretending I'm someone I'm not, therefore, a sane person.

So, I just accepted the fact that there is no cure for madness and embraced and love my true self for an outright, complete lunatic for the first time in my life.

And then, that's when I met Jennifer. She thought I was cool and awesome because of how crazy I sound and act. I just thought she was just a normal person until I asked her.

"Are you a yandere?"

And that's when she shouted in complete denial, but instantly admitted she was. In fact, she actually has a severe mental disorder which was the exact same as mine. And she was a psychopath, just like myself. No wonder why she knows how to hide it. But I no longer do unless I have to charm everyone in society.

But towards her in the first time we met. I knew I can trust her that she won't judge me for my mentally challenged behaviour for me to act such a quirky attitude. And that's when my psychic bull crap had to kick in by itself, having to ask her if she was a yandere all of a sudden.

And then, that's when her cover had been blown, her facade of sanity had been shattered down by my psychic ability of mind reading.

That's when she started to act crazy towards me, telling me everything about her mentality and so did I. And that's when she was finally happy to find someone that is exactly like herself and I felt the mutual feeling as well.

We were both excited to be together because of how much we literally have everything in common. Which is a huge coincidence to meet in a dating server on Discord.

Plus, we're the same age.

And our time zones are perfect to talk to each other every day.