Naturally, the six heroes in the magical land of Equestria responded to the domestic disturbance that was myself. I didn’t run, didn’t reek havoc, I was more shocked than anything. It was when they actually spoke to me that I even considered my own insanity. They talked with me for about an hour before they decided that I wasn’t an immediate threat.
I explained to them that I didn’t know how I got here, and I didn’t want to hurt them, I didn’t tell them about my mental state though. Because after all, if an odd creature that spoke your language showed up in your neighborhood and said: “By the way, I’m not mentally stable!” Would you feel safe? Because of this, they allowed me to dwell among them. A building team constructed me a house on the outskirts of town, and I put my hobbies to use as a range of careers.
Pinkie and I got along simply because I was a good baker, Applejack liked me because I could reach up and pick apples with little effort, and all Rarity wanted to do was find some way to dress me up. Twilight was determined to know more about me, and the whole time, Dash just watched and admired my tolerance of everything that was going on around me. I put up with Rarity, I sat through Twilights lectures, and everyone else loved me.
One morning she saw me leave my house. I was going on a run, because after all, being in a new world was no excuse to lose my shape, was it? I never looked up or considered that she might me overhead observing. I didn’t realize it, but I was running 6:30 miles. Eventually, I noticed her shadow and looked up because I had never seen a Pegasus fly. She just looked down at me and said, “You’re pretty fast.”
And here I am today, Dash and I are good friends and I fit right in. All my wishes came true, whether by insanity or reality I don’t know. And quite frankly I don’t care. If this is insanity then I don’t want clarity, because for the second time in my life I’m happy, and for the first time it’s actually lasting.

I’m here

I’m happy

I’m staying

-TJ

Author's Note

Yes, this is inspired by the fan fiction My Little Dashie, and yes I did mention that fan fiction many times in the story just to emphasize a separation and minor creativity. A lot of things in the story are things that have actually happened to me, and a lot of the ending is what I wish would actually happen. I do suffer from chronic clinical depression however, I am not insane. I actually declined the offer of antidepressants instead of being prescribed them and just not taking them. Please, don’t worry about me. I am not at an immediate risk of suicide and I don’t need nor do I want your pity. Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed.

-Someone who’s not really named TJ