I Have Dissociative Identity Disorder
Every day I encountered the girl in the mirror with skepticism, but her smile was so inviting and her conversation so stimulating. She spoke as if she knew my intimate thoughts and desires but her face was not of mine. It was slightly different in an alluring kind of way. She had a way of calming my anxiety and soothing my fears with her wooing way..
It wasn’t long before I went looking for her when I was worried or scared. She was so comforting and she seemed to have all my answers. How could it be that the mirror knew me? How could the mirror have the answers to my heart. It was tearing me apart and making me mad. To look at the mirror and not recognize the girl who stared back, to not feel the feelings she was telling me I had.
Who was that girl in the mirror, and where did she go? Who are you, and why are you here? You’re not so nice and hardly pretty at all. Why did she leave, and where have you come from? I hadn’t a clue that there was more of you..
“Well of course you can’t forget about me. There is you and her, and then of course there is me. That’s what makes us three.” The older woman in the mirror said.
“What do you mean us and three I thought it was only her and me?” I replied in my head
“Well of course can’t you see? You can’t live without me. I inspire you to go on when you are about to expire, I stay awake when you tire, I scream out when you are angry, and I protect you from all hazards and dangers. I help you make tough choices and hard decisions. I take all your pain and make you feel none. I hide all those terrible secrets while you know none. Can’t you see you need me as well as her and twice as much”
“Ha Ha she only says that cause she can. Why don’t you shut her up for good? She has always been a rotten little goodie too shoes. Kissing *** and being all prim and proper, making everyone think she’s soo good. Well she might be smart and tough as nails but she ain’t as sexy as me. She a prude as well as a tight *** never has any fun. Doing things the right way doesn’t always pay, in fact the odds are against the nice guy. I mean if she was in charge we still be virgins, with no friends ” Said the beautiful woman staring back
“Well…” I said suddenly aware it was my turn to comment “I think you both great but, will you get the **** out of my head?”
It wasn’t long before I went looking for her when I was worried or scared. She was so comforting and she seemed to have all my answers. How could it be that the mirror knew me? How could the mirror have the answers to my heart. It was tearing me apart and making me mad. To look at the mirror and not recognize the girl who stared back, to not feel the feelings she was telling me I had.
Who was that girl in the mirror, and where did she go? Who are you, and why are you here? You’re not so nice and hardly pretty at all. Why did she leave, and where have you come from? I hadn’t a clue that there was more of you..
“Well of course you can’t forget about me. There is you and her, and then of course there is me. That’s what makes us three.” The older woman in the mirror said.
“What do you mean us and three I thought it was only her and me?” I replied in my head
“Well of course can’t you see? You can’t live without me. I inspire you to go on when you are about to expire, I stay awake when you tire, I scream out when you are angry, and I protect you from all hazards and dangers. I help you make tough choices and hard decisions. I take all your pain and make you feel none. I hide all those terrible secrets while you know none. Can’t you see you need me as well as her and twice as much”
“Ha Ha she only says that cause she can. Why don’t you shut her up for good? She has always been a rotten little goodie too shoes. Kissing *** and being all prim and proper, making everyone think she’s soo good. Well she might be smart and tough as nails but she ain’t as sexy as me. She a prude as well as a tight *** never has any fun. Doing things the right way doesn’t always pay, in fact the odds are against the nice guy. I mean if she was in charge we still be virgins, with no friends ” Said the beautiful woman staring back
“Well…” I said suddenly aware it was my turn to comment “I think you both great but, will you get the **** out of my head?”
By:
KayTJewels
Age:
26-30
