I was in psychward when Headcase Da Rula (Comte) met me, I was undergoing ECT and had lost a lot of my memory. Comte was there throughout the whole thing watching my brain cells fry and one day he came in with a hammer and knocked out one of the people in the medical staff, there was blood everywhere, I was erect. He had told me that the Fighter's Guild of the United Kindom had sent him to the hospital to visit me and to make sure I didn't die from the experimental clinical trial which I was undergoing, and please understand how grateful I am. Well, he's allowed me to train in his new private gym and I've been working on getting my cardio back up since I've been asleep for so long and he told me I wont need to train my strength for a while because apparently I have massive KO power, I never would have known.
I'm holding on to this pen, shaking, not knowing what to expect of the feedbak from outsiders. Do you guys think I'm nuts because I can't hold on to the past and can only absorb what I see now? I'm going through some sort of existential crisis, please people have faith in me, I know I can win, I'm on a lonely road not knowing anyone but my boss who's treated me well so far.
I know I can kick it, yes I know I can kick it with the big guys. Just give me a hand, I'll clinch on to you and wont let go.
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