I Treat You Like My Whole World, and You Think I'm Crazy!

“If I hadn't been sick back then, why would I have fallen in love with you?” “So you admit you had to be sick to fall in love with me?” “That's right! I was sick when I fell for you, but now I'm cured, and you still treat me like I'm crazy!” “You're not sick. You're my whole life.” “What's with the sudden sweet talk? We were just fighting. No sweet talk allowed. Get up and keep arguing with me!” “You're insane. Get lost!” “Can't you argue with me properly? You know I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If you don't take our argument seriously, I'll feel awful!” “Don't forget, I have dissociative identity disorder...” “Right, right! Bring out the one who's really good at arguing. I want to have a proper fight with him. Hurry up!” “Are you crazy? I finally got my condition under control. Don't push me!” “Hurry! I haven't had a chance to say all the things I want to yell at you. It feels awful. Let me get it all out!” “Get lost!”