You're Back. (Gerard Way Story)

Chapter 1

"No, I am telling nothing but truth, please, just believe me."
While making a cup of coffee, I knew that he wasn't listening but I tried anyway. I guess I would have tried anything to get out of this situation, no matter how jurassic. The ingredients in the coffee seemed...different to normal brands but when I asked the previous day he just said that they were from his home country: Germany. So I just agreed and we continued on with a conversation on his family home.

"From all the evidence, it seems that they are correct and, unless you gather information to help on your regards, I am going to have to diagnose you." he was attempting to explain while shaking the tea spoon just before setting it down.

Sitting down, he let out a sighed "I'm sorry, it's my job."
"But you're not, You just want me to get off you're back. You think that by diagnosing me, I and my concerned loved ones will leave you alone. I'm just another 'patient' to you. You don't want to help me."
"Why do you say that?"
I started feeling dizzy.
"L-let me e-explai-.."

The room started spinning, my eyes were starting to black out.

Come on G, don't give up on me now
Stay awake, don't let him get the better of you. You need to prove him wrong. You are not ill.

My hearing was fading, my eyes now fully black and I couldn't understand what was going on. It must be the coffee, I didn't drink any yesterday, just poured it away. My body weakened as I fell to the floor, hitting my head on a cabinet on the way down which caused to go lose control a lot quicker.

Everything I heard was muffled and I couldn't understand anything but all I could recognise was that I was getting worse, especially since the hit to my head.

Then, all I could hear was buzzing. And then a faint "I am so sorry, G. It had to be done."

What is that supposed to mean?