A new piece, and one I’ve had in my head for ages.
It’s another about identity disturbance, the concept of having a number of different unique personas that I have been and could be again, and further than this, as I am recently discovering, a number of these live inside me, some still hiding away, and they hold parts of my past, bits of my emotions and have their own unique roles in doing what they think (often mistakenly) will keep us safe. I intend to write a full piece on these “characters” soon (I’m still getting my head around it myself).
But for now, here it is. See also my related piece on identity disturbance in BPD.