Multiple me's

THE KEY TO MPD

Hi, my name is Melissa. It's also Christy, and Tori, and Jackie, and Vicky. You may be wondering how that is possible. Well, the answer is simple, yet so complicated. I have multiple personality disorder.

Dissociative identity disorder if you want to get technical. Most people with this disorder have gone through something traumatic. I haven't gone through anything really traumatic, well, none that I know off. I remember bits and pieces of something happening, but, I never get a full picture. One of my other personalities may have gone through the pain, I'm not really sure though.

If it was any of my personalities, I would have to guess it was Christy. Christy, comes out when I become infuriated. Its hard because no matter what I say to her, she never listens. She's rude selfish, and she is mean to me, and when she's in control, she's also mean to everyone. You could be the nicest, most innocent person In the world and she would still find a way to criticize you. She's hurt many of my friends.

I guess, instead I should say Vicky's friends. I don't really have any friends for myself. I try my best to avoid people, not because I'm some depressed, mopey person, but because, I try to minimize the hurt I would cause them if I befriended them. That doesn't even occur to Vicky. She's the personality that's always happy. She's only nine, while I on the other hand i am fourteen. She always has this dopey grin on her face. She stands up for me too when I can't. Unlike Christy who only brings me down. She comes out when I'm feeling down in the dumps. I guess she helps me cope.

There's Jackie. She's wickedly smart. She knows things that even I don't know. Trust me, she helps a lot with math test. Jackie only cares about school though. She signs up for science fairs and stuff without me even knowing. She's nice to me, and most everyone else. Just don't tease her unless you want to get bored to death by random facts. She comes out when I feel dumb, I guess.

Tori is absolutely horrible. She's worse than Christy. I absolutely hate her. She's rude, and insufferable. She flirts with every guy with a decent build and nice hair. She's rude to every girl and she tells me its because she thinks of them as competition. It makes me sick. I haven't had a first kiss yet myself, but she's had millions. If I don't learn to control her, kissing won't be where she stops. She comes out when someone compliments me or I feel unloved. That's another reason I try to melt into the shadows.

I suspect another personality, but I'm not positive. She hasn't really shown herself to the world. Its just a distance voice in my head I've yet to recognize.

When I switch personalities, well it happens in an instant. Really a wave of emotion rolls over me and i black out. Its like walking around half asleep. Your mind doesn't really process anything that's going on. Sometimes you remember, other times you don't. Another example would be like looking out the rear view mirror. Your not getting the full picture.

I'll be at school and I'll sometimes black out in first hour and wake up in eighth hour. How long I switch is unpredictable. The longest its been so far is like twenty four hours. I've "woken" up in the principals office, or at parties, or even in random therapy rooms.

When I switch, apparently my facial features and even my voice somehow change. Well according to my mom. When Vicky comes out, apart from the grin, her voice has a higher, more babyish pitch to it, because of her age. Christy's voice is cruel and cold, and she's always scowling. She doesn't at all look approachable. Tori smirks this sideways smirk and her voice always sounds a little deeper and more seductive or cheerleadery, if that's even a word. Well, you know what I mean. Jackie always looks like she just discovered the meaning of the universe. She squints because she thinks she needs glasses. But I don't need glasses so mom won't give them to Jackie so my eyes don't get bad. And then there's me. The host.

Only three people know about my disorder. I try to keep it as secret as possible. My mom, my sister, and Mr. Anderson. My mom is sweet, and she never raises her voice. She can always tell instantly when I switch. And when one of my alternate personalities does something wrong she doesn't get mad. She knows I'm the one who has to learn to control them.

My sister, is nice about it but its obvious she hates most of my personalities. Especially Christy and Tori. She doesn't mind Vicky, but who in the world can hate Vicky.

Mr. Anderson is the one and only teacher who knows about my disorder. Thanks to Christy, who broke his nose last year because he gave her detention, which she should be used to by know, but i don't know. when he interrogated me, i hadn't known what had happened, just that his nose was all broken and he was holding it delicately. His voice sounded weird when he spoke. I coudn't figure out a lie to get me out of this and i could never be as cold as Christy. Christy kept shouting things to say in my head, while Vicky couldn't stop giggling about how his voice sounded. i couldn't stand it anymore so i broke down, started crying, and told him everything.

My mom doesn't send me to therapy. i wish she would though, they might be able to help me. I'm probably the only kid in the known universe who wants therapy. But really, anything that could help me gain control would work.

People show multiple personlality disorder on comedy shows. They make the disorder seem fun to have. And sometimes, personalities like Vicky who are so young, are funny sometimes. But this disease is nowhere near funny. This disease is a burden to have. Most people in the world have never even heard of this disease. Some don't even believe it's real. They think were just crazy. Were not crazy.

With multiple personality disorder, its always a struggle for control. Its always we, never just I. They do complain a lot. I have voices in my head. I can see why some people think were insane. Sometimes i even think i'm insane.

I know everything about this disorder. I know only one percent of the population have it. I know its impossible to control, well i know that one from experience. I know that i didn't always have this disease. I've researched a million things about the disorder...

But i have never once met anyone who shared the same burden.

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-AUTHOR'S NOTE-

i know this chapter is very short and boring. I just wanted to let you get to know the disorder before i really start getting the story going. So this was just an introduction chapter. The next chapter will go into her life. Nothing like this chapter. I'll do it from her personalities point of views. You'll get to witness her changing personalities and finally see how her personalities think and not just her. Remember to comment, please comment, i love feedback, especially since this is my first story on here. Also remember to Vote and Follow!

Note- If anyone reading this is suffering from this disorder PLEASE message me! Don't even hesitate!