Evan

Evan was given quite the opportunity as of late, her dreams were finally starting to take actual form in her life right before her eyes, yet she had no direction, no desire to trudge on. Her unpredictability of her inner demon reared its ugly head time and time again and this time it was so strong she struggled to make the plans she needed in place to achieve the most important goal of her career. So disorganized and chaotic since this last psychotic episode.
She got home and chugged the milk carton. It was time to get in touch with her Inner child, a daily ritual of sorts. She grabbed her coloring books and crayons and headed to her cozy corner of the living room filled with pillows of all sorts. Evan loved to color, it was her favorite part of her routine. She flopped down on some pillows with her coloring book opened to a beautiful picture of a woman who resembled her. She began by putting her beauty marks and blemishes on the woman. Then colored the hair the color she wished she had been born with, she had a thing for red heads she absolutely idolized them. They brought her joy for unknown reasons.
As she filled in the lips of the woman with the likeness of herself she recollected her abundance of friends and power and security. Her job was everything to her, why was she struggling to want to do anything with it? She finally reached her goal of being what she always longed to be, and at the young age of 22!
She finally decided that she had to do something and overcome the challenge her mental illness had placed in front of her. She was after all a leader and she was good at it.
But it wasn't going to be easy as her mental illness does tend to make her seek solitude of being alone. Everyone was after all irritating her to no end and it wasn't their fault. It was all in her head anyways. Or was it?
And go.....