A rare mental illness is the diagnosis. No, not the common depression or over phrased anxiety. One that not many know about. That many fear due to the inaccuracy in Hollywood films. But, maybe those films aren't too far off. The illness quickly esca...
The scene is set at a beautiful white home. With the picket fence and all. There are 4 members sat at a large oak dining table. Currently, all the faces are blurred except for our first alter, Aiden. Aiden is a 19 year old male who stands at 5 feet 8 inches. With chocolate brown hair and dark blue eyes. He has his phone in his right hand while he picks at his food with his left. The other members are talking but for now, they sound like a distant television. Unable to make out the words.
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The inner world is a Utopian society. Everything here is exactly what you want it to be. Me and my family are the only ones living here. It would take too much to come up with other alters for us to interact with. I like to write, play guitar, i am your typical boy next door character. I am trying to get the family into writing journal entries. That way we can share our lives better with the world. Our person is writing a book and a movie,talking about our lives. It will be easier for them if we all had it written down. We spend most of our time in our inner world. At least, I do. I only come out occasionally when i am triggered into it. Lucky for me, I do not have many triggers so I stay in here often. I like the inner world. I do not have to worry about saying or doing the right things. In here, I can do and say anything I want. The other members do not talk to me much. I am the quiet one of the group. I suppose that is why i am being introduced first. I do enjoy going into the real world. I get to communicate with others outside of my members here. I do enjoy taking the dog for a walk and smelling the fresh air. Everything just feels different out there. You can actually feel things. You can feel the bite of the cold wind against your skin. The smell of carbon and factories in the air. You can hear the busy streets of cars passing by. If you try, you can even feel the warm touch of another person. I don't touch others. I do not like the feeling of skin to skin contact. In the inner world, we don't touch each other. At least, no one touches me. In here it can be so...deafening. The silence is wary at times. You can not feel or smell or taste anything. The food is like holograms, emptiness. I like it here though. I am not on a timer. I do not have to worry about sharing my time with the others. I can sit in my room all day reading books and playing music without a care for the time that was spent. Time doesn't pass here. Sure, there is day and night but no clocks. No watches nor timers. There is no sense of time because there is no where we need to be. I like to spend all of my time here. The others, not so much. They often argue about who gets to go to the real world and for how long. They argue about what they did out there and how it impacts all of us. I don't feel it though. What they decide to do in the real world has nothing to do with me, im hardly out there anyways. I have a difficult time understanding what is happening. I mean, obviously I understand the main of it but the details is what confuses me. I am the emotional alter. I am the one that releases the emotions. Perhaps that is why I am rarely used. The person does not like to feel things. They like to feel happy at all times and I can not give that to them. I like to be practical. If the person injuries them selves I cry. If they are late to work, im stressed. Although I am not always in the real world I do get told what happens to our person. I am not completely up to date second for second like everyone else but then again, that does not bother me. I am the alter that feels everything but some how nothing at the same time. If I could live in the inner world forever I would be contempt. I feel as if I have alters of my own at times. But, that is simply not possible. I have asked before. It is difficult for me to understand everything that is happening. Am i not a real person? Do I not actually exist in the real world? Do others know about me and my members? What if we are all the figments of characters in a book? My members tell me not to worry. I tell me that I do not need to know the details just that I am here. They see me and that's the only reassurance I need. I do have hopes and dreams. I dream of being a writer. I hope that me and my members can be free one day. That other alters will join us here. It does get rather lonely. I am happy I am able to shut off the others when needed. They do not like that at all. We have our own special capabilities that are compatible with our personalities. Since I am emotion, I can shut the others out whenever needed. That's why you could not hear or see them in the beginning. They had upset me today and they were talking about the real world that I had no interest in. I should probably go now. I have things to do today and I am being summoned to the real world for some reason. I believe it is the dog. He might be my only small trigger.
