So all my life I’ve been a schizophrenic, I’ve been seeing things and hearing things. When I was young I had this woman, Margaret. Who would visit me. I always thought she was real until an adult went “aw your imaginary friend seems so cute!” I’m 16 now, and I haven’t seen Margaret in 6 years. She was replaced with Henry, Scribbles, and Jack, whom are toxic influences. In class I find it hard to concentrate, and I spend hours in my boyfriend’s arms sobbing over them being around me. I’m never alone, and I hate it. I told a few of my friends, and they support me. I’ve tried therapy, but it never works. Is there any way I can make Henry go away for an evening? Asking anyone who can relate..