The truth is shocking

 This is basically the explanation of what is happening in Ethan’s plot, kind of like a farewell scene in a TV show. Yes, that does mean I am “dropping” the character. That being said, I’d like to both apologize and thank everyone of this roleplay. I apologize for not showing Ethan the attention I should’ve and not taking action to do what I should’ve done a long time ago sooner. The thing is, even though I did not take proper care of Ethan, I did love his character and being him… I just lost my muse and hoped maybe if I hung on each time I’d find it again — I never did. It happens. Now to thank you all, especially Thanh and Addi who helped me bring this character to life and made the year I had him one of the greatest. Thank you all for ever interacting with this little cutie and giving me a chance to express his beauty. It kills me to say goodbye to him, but I’m no longer fit to play his character — nor have I been for a while. Thank you all for believing in me.

Well I'm beginning to second guess my diagnosis miss mean Leah

Is this some clever way of you telling me you have multiple personality disorder? 

I'm sure Amelia and Logan would beg to differ 

I don't think I would like that Leah very much, how about I take nice Leah out to lunch. 

Now how come that doesn't sound like the Leah Parker I know? 

He tensed when he felt a shock run up and down his spine and he clutched at his back. “Ah, what the—" he turned around at the sound of someone apologizing to him. It felt a little too strong to be that shock someone gets when they rub against a carpet or something, but it was still possible that might have been it. He still rubbed at his back, looking at her. She seemed to look like a doctor. “It’s all right," he said with a pursed smile. Obviously she didn’t mean it and Gavin wasn’t one to get mad at someone for something they didn’t mean to do. At least not with a woman. “I’ll live," he said chuckling a bit at the end to let her know he was okay. “Do you work here?" He asked looking back at the hospital. He looked back down at the crowd. “Must be rough."

Meredith huffed, the entire situation frustrated her "I should be able to work without being harassed..." she mumbled before realizing she had might as well be wearing a giant "I AM A POSTHUMAN" sticker. She wanted to kick something, her day had turned to chaos in a matter of seconds and she couldn't even muster up the energy to care. "I just wish some one would put a stop to the protesting, you can hear it from almost everywhere in the hospital. Patients are losing rest and the doctors can't concentrate." She didn't know what to do about it, she was a post human they would tear her to pieces.