There's another person in my head, and I'm struggling to accept his permanence. He's been there since 2021 to early 2022 I believe, back when I thought he was an imaginary friend or something. Since then, my everyday life has become a little more complicated and confusing. Often I can't tell if I'm the author of my own thoughts. Things are very frustrating and especially confusing, but love him dearly. I spend the majority of my free time writing down things I know about myself and him when for those moments where I'm foggy headed. I wish things could go back to how things were, but I don't know where or who I'd be without him. I feel so guilty all the time for thinking that, and I know he can hear some of it. He's expressed to me many times about his desire to be free from this body as well. I don't think its particularly personal though. I'm not in a position to seek help as of now, and I'm worried that he wont be heard. I'm really sorry.