VioletFlux wrote:[...] I can remember a few bits and pieces of what happened the rest of the evening, but it's like it was a dream? Foggy, indistinct, bits and pieces. I do remember when our friend returned, she could tell something was different, and asked who I was, and I remember saying 'Violet'.
[...] So I wasn't entirely blacked out... but I wasn't really there either. I don't know who actually was there, but I'm sure they thought they were me?
Violet
this is how it is for me whenever someone switches out with me. my awareness jumps, but i have hazy dream-like memories to somewhat fill the gap, but it still feels like lost time even if i didn't black out. most of us here didn't know who we were at first, either because we'd forgotten (or been made to forget) or because we'd only ever gone by [body name] and never realised that we were multiple at all.
maybe whoever was out didn't know who they were either? or ended up confused about whether they were you or themself? we sometimes get that, where if i've been in the "pilot seat" too long, anyone switching out with me has a hard time shaking off my lingering presence and can get confused about who they are, if that makes sense. you could maybe ask in your journal if anyone knows who was out?
either way, i'm glad you got home safe. i hope things become clearer soon.
- alice