I'm Cloud, 23. Um, spiky blond hair, big sword.
Do I have to talk about myself?
Fine. I don't know why I'm here. It's one of those things that just ended up happening. I don't have a therapist, my friends just kept nagging me to do something about my "thinking problem".
At least, that's what it's been called. Listen, I don't really wanna bother all of you with my bullshit past. It's long, and depressing.
So, I'll wait for these "exercises", and try not to wank myself into a coma. Again. Think of it as a public service.