You sit and listen as people talk about you. Your clothes, your hair, your body. They talk about you like they have known you your whole life. It's almost as if they know everything about you, but they don't. They try to control your life and take over. Once they get in your mind, they stay there. No matter how hard you try to forget what was said, it just repeats, and repeats, and repeats, over, and over, and over. You start to think thoughts that aren't usually you. Don't forget, you're not alone.