There will be triggers as mentioned in the title, so be warned. I shall also do my best to keep things organized. Alright, begin.
No... Do we have to? I'm sorry for taking up more space and attention on the boards here.


That's the ######6 problem with you. Jesus ######6 goddamn christ!
Please try to remain civil, Jacob.
This isn't real. I'm making this all up, I'm so sorry. What trauma could I possibly have experienced? At least, trauma bad enough to cause all this?
Would it not explain your aversion to things of a sexual nature and your adverse reaction to male genitalia?
No? No. I could just be a prude. Besides, I'm gay. That's why guy parts are gross...Why am I responding to you like this? Habit, I guess... God dammit.
This is stupid.
Perhaps we could start with why you think you are making this up, Gabrielle?
Well, first of all... This... There's no reason for this. You're a character that I brought to life through vivid imagination. DID doesn't explain anything from childhood. I can still remember bits and pieces too. Isn't that how it normally is? Memory fades as time goes on? No one has a perfect recollection of their lives.
Except for those with perfect memory. There is the rare individual that has that talent.
Bit of a curse though, I'd imagine.
Certainly...
It's sick and disgusting. DID or memory, I mean...but... I guess I always knew about "Multiple Personality Disorder" (I'm aware that this is a very outdated name, but that's what I knew it by first) But when I read When Rabbit Howls I... Something about having others appealed to me... "That would be neat... without the trauma, of course!" I thought. I feel like I've made this all up. Such an elaborate lie I've created to fulfill a sick, twisted fantasy, making a mockery of you all who actually are suffering or have suffered. I can't remember if Eric was around before I read the book though... I guess Cindy was around long before I read The Flock.
There's a little reassurance in that, I guess.... Thinking back on all the times I've "randomly decided" hiding would be a fun game, or jumping on my girlfriend would be fun. It only happened around Rebecca, then after a while it started happening around another one of my friends... I bought a dress at the fair. I hate dressing feminine or showing skin beyond my hands and face (and neck, I guess.) but part of me was so excited to get it. Childish glee. I guess "Cindy" wasn't so far behind me.
I made her cry once, Cindy, by saying she wasn't real. I have a very, very hard time believing it though. There's nothing I have that's... Well... obvious.
Of course you ######6 don't. That's not the point. We've been trying, you idiot! I guess nothing's "obvious" enough for you?! Just because we can't completely force you out of awareness to write you a ######6 note doesn't mean we're not ######6 here.
I'm here.

Remember Mark keep Gabrielle from coming in store? Gabrielle remember. She tried to come back but Mark stomped foot. Janus and Maria help pick out make up.
You've tried to get into the house, dear. I've seen you try. You didn't know the landscape or the house, or its interior. You were surprised at the beauty of our lawn. Please, you need to relax. Everything is okay. I have indeed been around before you read your first book on the subject of DID. I figure that the others simply "awakened" because of those books you read.