My allergies worsened. Yet I hadn't the slightest awareness of the raging battle between my love for and fear of you, the battle that was causing all these symptoms. The big day came closer. The day came ever closer. Desperately, my unconscious mind searched for a way to avoid the impending decision.
Unconscious minds are very good escape artists.
Eventually, my psyche created, out of whole cloth, a delusion which immediately ended the conflict that was tearing me apart. I believed that I had refined and improved on Jesus Christ's teachings, brought them into the twenty-first century. But if you had made that comment thirteen years ago I would have slapped your beautiful face. I sensed, deep in my soul, that my delusion was the only thing holding my conflicted mind together, the only thing preventing a complete breakdown of my psyche. Because of my delusion I was able to calmly graduate and take part-time jobs to tide me over until I could begin prophesying.