Do you know how long you’ve been here?
No, shh. Don’t try and answer, silly. It was rhetorical and you’re still gagged. Shh, that’s it. Just listen. Eyes on me. I am going to tell you how long you’ve been here. Well, not exactly. More like giving you an idea of how long.
Did you know that tomorrow is going to be next year?
Shh shh, calm down, it’s okay. You’re safe. Everyone knows you’re safe. They don’t know how safe, but they know. It’s okay. Shh. Calm. Switch off, switch off. Focus.
Of course, you probably don’t remember a lot of your time here. Do you? No, you don’t. That’s on purpose, that’s part of this. You don’t remember either but you did agree to this. You asked me! Honestly, you did. But forgetting things is always a little unnerving, so it’s understandable you’d feel a bit worried, a bit scared, a bit confused. Switch off.
Now, I have a reason for asking you that question I opened with, about how long you’ve been here. Have a reason for telling you about what day it is, too.
Today is your last day as you.
Shh, switch off, focus. Good girl.
I didn’t time it this way on purpose but this is how it’s worked out and I do quite like it. All that you’ve been through for me, being here, it’s been getting you ready for it, and this is the next big step. The old you is going to stop, and the new you is going to start.
Just in time for the new year. Feels right, yes? Nod for me.
So think about that for me. Really think about it. Focus. You - the you you are now - is going to stay in this year. Forever. Left behind. The other you, the new you, the you I’ve been making - she’s going forward. Think about that. Focus. Think about how you wanted it and let it happen and now can’t do anything to stop it.
Thinking about that? Focus. Good. I can see you are.
And did you know, thinking about it? That’s part of it. That’s part of what’s going to make it happen. You’re squirming, and you’re trying to be quiet but even with the gag I can still hear you. You can feel it starting, can’t you? Nod. Good girl. Not long now. Maybe a few hours? It’s coming closer. That’s it, that’s a look of acceptance. You need this, and this is going to happen. Good girl.
You want it to happen. You need it to happen.
Forgetting isn’t so scary anyway. You won’t even remember - sort of the point. It’s scary now because it feels so final, but once it happens? Gone. It feels so good to forget. Forgetting feels wonderful. There’s always so many things you’ll never have to worry about again, things that have already gone. You don’t miss them. You won’t miss you.
Only a few hours left anyway. A whole new year! And a whole new you. You’ll be much happier. The new you, I mean. Now, your toy is charged up so let’s just… there you go, nice and low, hmm? Help keep any bad thoughts out. And I picked a nice pretty girl for you to listen to for a bit, there you go. Listen. Focus. Good? Good. Good girl.