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[stantheman]

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[wheezed]

I mean. I appreciate the thought Stan it's very nice but we both know that's literally not true.

[stantheman]

Okay. What do you think is wrong with you?

[wheezed]

I don't exactly have an itemized list but I don't take all those pills for fun.
Maybe I should make a list.

Anyway sometimes you can just tell.

[stantheman]

Those pills are bullshit, Eddie.

[wheezed]

How? Doctors wouldn't give them out if they didn't work.

[stantheman]

They're not real medicine, Eddie. Your mom is lying to you because she's messed up.

If you don't believe me talk to the medical staff here.

[wheezed]

I know she's a lot but she wouldn't lie about that. What am I going to do, walk in and go "test me for everything please"? That's crazy.

[stantheman]

Eddie. Do you know me to make shit up? Why would I lie about this? She's fucking you up.

[wheezed]

I know you wouldn't lie, but she's my mom. Why would she want me to be sick?!

[stantheman]

It's complicated. She's the one that's sick Eddie. She's really, really sick and she needs help not you. Your broken arm is the only thing that's been really wrong.

And ever since I found out I've hated her for you.

[wheezed]

You know this is absolutely insane, right? People don't do stuff like that.

( except it's not like he hasn't sometimes wondered, maybe, even if he's shut that train of thought down as fast as it's occurred. )

I can't do this right now. It's just- there's too much happening right now.

[stantheman]

Yes they do! There's a recognized disorder for it and everything! I wouldn't make this up. I don't want you to be hurt why would I tell you your medicine is bogus if you need it?

Fine. But you should deal with it at some point. Your mom isn't here to shove fake medicine down your throat anymore.

[wheezed]

I know you wouldn't, I know. It just doesn't make sense. It's my mom we're talking about. She loves me.

I don't even know what I would do. How do I explain that? What do I even ask them?

[stantheman]

I didn't say she didn't love you.

Do you want me to do it for you?

[wheezed]

People don't do things like that if they love you.

No. Maybe. What do you think they would do?

[stantheman]

It's not... that simple, Eddie... It's an sickness in their head.

I'm not a doctor. I think they'll want to do what's best for you. They'll help you know what things are and aren't actually wrong. You deserve that.

[badimpression]

wow the "people" in that sentence sure seems pretty directed bud!

[stantheman]

It is.

[wheezed]

That's not fair. If people are that sick they shouldn't hurt other people because of it. All I do is make sure people aren't...messed up by all this shit inside of me, I try so hard. What the fuck?

Just, um. Just ask. Okay? I don't know what I'm going to do yet but you can ask. That's fine.

[stantheman]

It's harder with mental illness sometimes...

I'll ask.

[badimpression]

i'll deliver the message to bev and eddie asap

[stantheman]

Richie.

oops u didnt see shit

[badimpression]

staniel.

[stantheman]

Bye Richie.

[badimpression]

[Richie snickers for a good long while. nothing like a productive chat with Stan.]