Ever since I was a little girl, I felt like I was never alone. I didn't know how to explain it, but it was as if I wasn't..me. I had no idea what multiple personalities, or a split personality even met. There were days when I didn't even know what my name was. I would say my name was Imogen, or Kennedi, or some other name. I came to the realization that I had MPD when I(Lolli-another personality) told my best friend she was ugly and to kill herself. She attempted suicide, but luckily failed. She still hates me and I have absolutely no memory of ever saying this. I'd flirt hardcore with numerous guys, but I would forget I even did it. Honestly, I don't know how to be myself, because I can never tell if it's really me, or someone else taking over me.