I'm Insane, Sweetheart!

I have lived in Iran my entire life. However, I do not know how the society works. I get my news from Western media, and in spite of the fact that I don't know anything about my country outside of the sanctity of my room, they are wrong.

I wrote this story based on a bunch of non-cohesive coincidences which happened to me in the freshman year of college. But not a single thing has been fabricated. Those events happened, expect in a much more slower and painful pace. Imagine as if Christopher Nolan edited an Ingmar Bergman story.

This is a short story, so it doesn't need a summary. Still, I would say it's about a deceptive, yet manipulative guy who does not understand why people mistreat him. He's selfish, and he expects people to accept him as he is: a social pariah who's addicted to a couple of dozens of prescription drugs. And he gets angry when people compare him to someone who shows the same traits.

Alas, he does what any Iranian who is not person of quality would do when he is faced with criticism: sabotage, or "tazaarob".

Does he regret what he's done? Depends on your interpretation of story.