Split Ends

SPLIT ENDS

I don’t know what’s happened to Rita. She’s completely changed. Whereas once she was an extrovert; unpredictable and stunning, she’s now become quite homely and unattractive. She’s lost her sparkle; turned into someone ordinary and dull. Once a fascinating conversationalist, she now has little to say and rarely puts in an appearance.

         Okay, she may have done a few outrageous things in the past, not all of them legal but at least she was someone you couldn’t ignore. Now, no one would give her a second glance or even notice she existed. I don’t know why she’s changed so much; maybe it’s the medication she takes or the therapy she’s receiving. I’m not sure I like these changes; maybe it’s time we got rid of her. No one could possibly be interested in her lack lustre personality and the inactive life she now leads. I can’t live with someone plain and uninteresting so I suppose she’ll have to go.

         The problem is Rita has been with us for as far back as I can remember and it’s difficult to let go. She doesn’t fit in with us any longer but to exclude her is scary; as if part of me has died. I’m frightened that the others will turn the same way; bland stay-at-home types with no drive or purpose. It’s unthinkable that we might all fade away into nothingness and then what would be left? Will we all disappear completely or even worse just be left as one boring homely person like Rita? I don’t think I could live with that.

         I imagine the doctor will be pleased I’m giving up one of my alter egos; maybe it is the beginning of my recovery from this strange condition. If it is I’m not so sure I like it.