"Anak, kilalang psychologist si Doctor Elisa Cenatar dito sa bansa. Ang suwerte mo kasi tinanggap ka niya." My Mom stated when she stepped inside my room.
Kakagising ko lang mula sa mahabang pagtulog, then this will welcome me? Why do we need a psychologist?
May ginawa nanaman bang masama si Evelina kaya nagkakaganito nanaman ang magulang namin?
I have a Dissociative identity Disorder that was caused because of my fucked up father and childhood. Evelina is my other personality.
I don't know where she get that name, maybe she saw my original name one of my certificate and she named her self after mine.
At first I was so fucking hella scared, like who wouldn't? Natulog ako kinagabihan, and I will wake up the next morning and I was already at school?! And I'm already wearing my school uniform.
I'm always trying to recall my memory, but nothing's coming in my mind. Not until Evelina approached me first through sticky notes.
Just like me, she was also confused, not until I communicate with her. Doon ko na unti-unting naiintindihan ang sitwasyon namin. At first, I don't know about that disorder called DID, I just enjoyed my life talking to my friend. Aside from that, I was only 8 years old.
"Ma, hindi po ba puwedeng hayaan niyo na lang ako?" I begged. Unti-unti ko na rin nagagaya si Evelina.
She's a bitch girl, a sassy girl, and a grumpy girl. And I'm the soft girl, softhearted, and maybe kind? I don't know. I'm scared of people, that's me and Evelina's common interest.
I was about to sleep because it's already night, it was already Evelina's time to wake up.
We had a deal. When we're young, I'll stay sleeping during day, and she'll be asleep the night. When we turn college, we'll do the opposite.
But she's doing killing every night, like bro, why are you doing it?! I'm here oh! We'll both get in trouble because of what you're doing.
"Anak... killing isn't normal. You need to get rid of it. Please?" Mommy also begged.
I pressed my lips together before nodding to accept my defeat. "Okay po."
She talked to me for half an hour. Nakakapagtaka nga dahil hindi nagigising si Evelina. Kapag nagigising 'yun, inaantok na ako, nakakapanibago lang ngayon.
When my mother was already gone in my room. I get my latest iPhone at she bought for me and Evelina weeks ago.
I searched the psychologist name that Mama mentioned. She said she's famous, maybe she's in google.
But she's not. Maybe she's not that famous.
I searched her in Facebook. She has a facebook page where she only post job-related contents.
I clicked her profile.
She's gorgeous
She's wearing a white long sleeve blouse and a slacks on the picture. Her long straight hair was on her back. It's so shiny.
I blinked multiple times when I realized I was already staring at her picture for almost a minutes now.
Tinignan ko 'yung oras sa bar sa taas ng cellphone ko.
9:13 pm
Bakit hindi pa kaya nagigising 'tong si Evelina? Ano namang gagawin ko sa buong magdamag kung hindi siya magigising?
Speaking of gagawin....
I get my ballpen in our bag and the sticky notes we usually use to communicate. I write my concern there.
