I was this piece of me and I had weird feelings and they weren’t complete and shit. I was sort of part of my DID sister but not, I knew I wasn’t all me but I wasn’t all her either. I wanted her to do a lot of shit that sometimes she didn’t want to do, like go out and party and drink and date Ricky. I mean Ricky was (is I guess) kind of a dirtbag but he’s cool too and I like him, I still like him, even if I guess he cheated or something. That’s just a rumor. Anyway, I have some cool friends on the inside like Candyland and Molly and we hang out and go to parties and shit. I’m not really as much my DID sister anymore cuz she started doing other shit and hanging out with this guy online and I didn’t want any of that so I started doing my own thing cuz I didn’t feel welcome, like she didn’t want to party and drink anymore and that’s what I love to do, so it was like being rejected and pushed away and that’s when I had my real birth, my independent birth, and I chose the name Red I don’t really know why, except I didn’t want a normal name and it seemed fun and I like the color Red (I got that from my DID sis), and I wear a lot of red on the inside.
-Red

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