I asked my friend, "If you could have a wish for your next life, what would it be? Beauty? A supportive family? Intelligence? Popularity? Talent?".
My friend gave it a thought.

"Well I wish I wouldn't be lonely as I am now."
After she had elaborated,

"What about you?"
I have thought of the answer before I had raised this question,

"Clarity in mind".
She smiled, "That's interesting".
It was my turn to elaborate.

"My personality disorder has destroyed me. I don't even recognise what is my true self anymore. For me, sanity is always slipping away. And the parody is, I'm most lucid when I acknowledge that I'm actually crazy. This fact continually crushes me to the core, and yet, I need to be reminded of it constantly. And it is when I'm lucid, that I bear the consequences and shame of my disorder. "

The pain in her eyes told me, she understood my meaning.