Analytic Symptom #36: Split Personality

Mundane as it might sound, I am only of the many structures of me. I really can't keep track of the personalities I have but at least, there's only one self at a time. Only one is visible and the others kept well hidden in the unseen corners of my head, showing only after a certain 'trigger'.

What are you thinking? Okay...Okay I'm may be crazy but I'm still as sane as you are! And no one cares about the randomness of your actions, considering that you are as random as the particles in chaos theory. Crap. Are you still dwelling on that good for nothing event that made your lufe miserable for almost 20 years now?

You mean birth?

No, For god's sake. Think! You are the only one accepting the fact that THAT happened to you and you cannot blame anyone for it. Explains all the hiding you've been doing for the past years that brought me to the picture. Can't you see? You are not alone.

Yeah...with you I'm not, I can't be more sarcastic about it.

And you've got to bring out the truth!

Yeah...and risk being alone again?! I don't even know if someone would listen and even if they do, i'm still not sure if they...

Lost for words?

...can stop me. If they can, then theres no way I could go ahead with my plans and all this crap. Schitnitz don't force me into anything just yet. I can't...just can't...

But why the hell are you waiting for this?

Another dimwit...

Shut the fuck up. Though you're so tough doesn't mean we all are. I can't help but agree with this sissy.

I thought you're on my side?

I am but crap, its the truth right? Anyway, we all are confused and just starting this conversation makes me crazy, the hell with ending it. The problem is this and we can never do anything about it. Just accept the fact that we are different and we are the same.

We already have.

And all we need is the right time to flush everything out the toilet...

But when is that? When can we realize that we must do it now? When do we know?

We wait. Someone would listen. Someone would read. Someone would realize. Someone would, perhaps, care.

Christmas is a few months ahead. We can wait for that and see what happens.

And blow the big fiasco unto half of the population you care about and expect them to understand?

They will...

We can only hope.

I can only try.