Me: oh my god my DID is literally fake, smh why am I such a liar
Literally an alter: I’m literally an alter.
Me: So… Fake… Can’t believe I’m such… A liar…
Literally an alter: ohhHHHHHH My god
I don’t have DID
(Little has a mental break down and crawls under the desk until I let them have ice cream)
Nope …. I don’t have any other people in my head…..
I’m not multiple
Headmates: cook, clean, manage almost our entire life, keep us in one piece, upright, and passingly healthy, manage our trauma, socialize for us
I just have weird, strong moods…
Headmates:
Me: They’re just me pretending to be multiple people to get away with doing things.
Them: We literally cannot pretend to be you. Your dog runs away from us because she can tell the difference. You’ve been switching nonstop since June.
Me: They’re just made up…I fool myself into thinking I’m different people but it’s all made up…
Them: Then stop doing it.
Me, who can’t stop because it isn’t a fake: It’s all fake…
Me: god I’m so fake.
Someone: has a photographic memory but only shares sometimes
Someones else: is fluent in five languages
Someone else else: is not triggered by the Major Trigger
Me, unable to remember my age, barely fluent in English, Extremely Triggered by the Major Trigger: …….sssso fake…………
