Wow, that's exactly... exactly like me. I though I was all alone... (and I have cut. I still do... and back in november 2007 when my mum caught me trying to commit suicide, she got me locked in the crisis center for a week)
I freak out about the sun, about global warming, about just everything... everything, especially sickness. I have a horrid phobia of sickness, especially stuff that involves vomiting (I'm emetophobic).
I have no friends either. My friends left me because I was so locked in my dream world... I often find myself pacing and saying things to myself out loud, seeing how it sounds...
"You."
"It's been a long time... Vulcan."
What? He knows Vulcan?
"Hey, he's another mage of the Fire Line! Odd, from what I know, they were wiped out... by you."
"My cousin..."
"I have trained myself. I have come to hate you more than anything else. Just as you wanted. And now... YOU WILL DIE! AAAAAAUUUGGGHHH!"
*BOOM*
No way! He shook off Vulcan's attack like it was nothing...!
Like that. ^^; I'm always writing. Always acting. Always in my own little world.