So it’s not super widely known that I do actually have dissociative identity disorder. I was diagnosed years ago. Nearly twenty years ago. I don’t take medication to keep them split because for the longest time it wasn’t needed.
There’s only two of us. Claudette and Dette. At least I think her name is Dette. To be honest I never asked. For all I know her name could be Beatrice or some shit but Dette is what she answers to apparently. Besides I can’t see a badass like her having a name like Beatrice. Not that I have anything against that name.
In the past the way to tell us apart was Dette wore braids. I did not. This started in high school. Those of you that might be reading this and actually have known me since high school, think about it. When there were braids in my head did I not say things that should have been filtered? Did I not have a backbone? Now think about when I was wearing the hair that God gave me. I was quieter, I held my tongue, I followed the crowd.
Claudette is who Randy met in college but unbeknownst to him he was soon sleeping with Dette.
Dette likes sex, by the way. Claudette could take it or leave it, it doesn’t really matter. Being raped has that affect. Like I’m totally good with everything that comes BEFORE the actual act of coitus but the actual act.... mmmm could we maybe not? Dette on the other hand, loves everything about sex. The before, the mad rush during it, the wanting to do it again five freaking seconds later. Do you know what it’s like waking up the morning after Dette has been out to play and actually having a hicky on your neck or a handprint on your ass sir rug burns? Damn she and randy used to have fun and sometime during the night Dette would curl up to sleep and when I woke up that shit hurt. Or why did I wake up naked when I KNOW I went to bed in a Shirt? And Dette breaks vibrators. I kid you not she buys and plays with those things so damn hard she snaps them. Five in the last few years. Like, babe... we share a bank account... can you not??
Shit sharing a body with her, so... so...
I can’t say annoying because she’s done some good shit. She’s cussed out people with her mouth that I only cuss out in my head.
It’s harder to tell is Dette is out now a days because we no longer get braids. We have dreads. I mean I suppose if there’s a tell, it’s that I like my locks up, she’s always liked hair swinging in her face.
Too many therapists have told me that she and I exist in a more controlled pattern than most people with did. They say that most people don’t always know the comings and goings of the other but I can see and hear everything she does and she can hear and see verything I do because more than once I will be trying to handle a situation and a small voice says "let me out I can handle this!" I’m usually her little voice saying "it’s enough... he’s already pissed his pants what else do you want?"
She currently not happy because we are having stomach issues and she can’t gorge on whatever she wants to shove down our face. I’m willing to bet that since we share a body she feels the exact same dibilitating pain that I do when we’re trying to pass food though whatever obstruction is down there.
For the moment I’m in control but we have a meeting with our boss’s boss on Monday. Let’s hope Dette stays in and we still have a job.
We also have a date next Sunday. What the fork? We date now? Part of me hopes she come out for that one, because me, Claudette m, has about the same social skills as a frightened rabbit...but the rest of me hopes she doesn’t because she’ll probably rip that poor boy in half with her antics and probably jump him.
Also we like two totally different types of guys. I like white guys. She likes black guys.
Awkward...
I am officially working for the hut for free. I past fifty hours three hours before my shift ended today so Monday is all gratis! Let’s see what time I show up for inventory...
Well Kay was awesome enough to make me soup for dinner. We’re in clearing liquids yep foods for the next few days. Fun.
Time to enjoy my night. I don’t have to get up at any specific time tomorrow so yay!!!
Ciao Bellas Mi Amore
