Description
DID (dissociative identity disorder). The mind has always been such a complex work of nature. Memories twist. Ones presence within themselves learns to border on myth and reality. But despite the pain that trickles down an inner life, each piece has a purpose. Each cause, must have an effect ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Please don't get us killed. I know you're a 'vigilante', but the body is weak right now. Don't push our limits." . . "Please.... They're not my parents..." . . "So.... the voice's in my head are just.. me...? I'm not possessed..?" "Well not exactly," . . "Our alters are not a threat to you." . . ... What.... Happened.. to her?" "Well... a Lot happened." . . "You are doing EXACTLY what they wanted you to do. You deserve to breathe. You deserve a new start. Hitoshi, call someone."
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