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// Chapter 25: Not Crazy? 
// Story: Samudra's Journal 
// by vren55 
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There were times I really wanted to fire the psychologists, asking their bloody questions, some of which had been asked to me by their fathers and mothers years ago, but … well I didn’t.

I think I saw the appointments as a challenge to drive my psychologists up the wall for poking at my psyche.

At the same time, I can’t really begrudge them. They’ve confirmed that I’m not crazy, that my mental state is stable. But at the same time… I’ve learned some things about myself I don’t particularly like.

My psychologists have warned me I tend to hold grudges for too long, that I really should put in more leisure time into my schedule, and make more friends. That’s… well I don’t disagree with them, but it’s difficult to make friends when they keep dying due to age.

They’ve also told me that I should… … take it easy. I obsess over things too much and if I don’t figure out how to well, take a step back from investigating this, I might make the wrong call.

The issue is that I’m the only one who can investigate this because of how irregular this occurs. There are years, sometimes decades between incidents, so I can’t exactly step back if I’m the only one who gets to experience them.

Which brings this whole business to the next point… if these hallucinations aren’t due to my health, or my mental state, then... somebody is trying to either drug, or influence me.

Oh Creator damn it all.