My T says I have"parts." She's wrong. They are people within and always have been. Why is it I can both idolize and hate her so? Its like a childish messed up game going on all the time. And in the end, its one of us if not more who feels ashamed and embarrassed.
One of us feels the need to hide things, and lie and we've always been like that. Maybe because we trust no one? Dunno. Random post perhaps but only one of the thousands of thoughts that run through the head...
One of us feels the need to hide things, and lie and we've always been like that. Maybe because we trust no one? Dunno. Random post perhaps but only one of the thousands of thoughts that run through the head...