There is a man that visits my head sometimes. Doctors call him 'depression' but I don't have a name for him. He likes to point out all my flaws, even though he never talks about his own. He likes to tell me other peoples too, he doesn't like anybody, not just me. He says that my friends don't care about me, I don't have any real friends apart from him and that they are uncool and irritating anyway. He can't stand to be around them, after a while neither can I.He doesn't enjoy anything I enjoy, he thinks every movie has an obvious plot, every game is silly, every walk outside is lame.  He just enjoys us spending time alone together although secretly I don't. He's a very angry person and he shouts a lot. If someone bumps into me in the street he is shouting at them 'what the hell are you doing you stupid fucker!!!', although I don't say anything. If I drop something on the floor he shouts at me and says I'm an idiot, although I think its normal to make mistakes.He doesn't like to eat, but I feed him tablets. I don't like them, they make me nauseous and sleepy but he seems to like them, they shut him up for a while anyway. His main mission in life seems to be to make me unhappy.