Jack and Jill

Jack and Jill Prologue

Prologue

I never asked for this.

I never asked to be diagnosed with multiple personality disorder, or for lack of better term, have a split personality. I never asked to have to share my mind, my body, with another person and constantly struggle for control of my own body.

My story begins two months ago. For you to understand how I ended up here, I must tell it from the beginning. The doctors say it's better for him to let me out so I may write down my feelings, and I need it from get my story off my chest. I need people to understand I'm not crazy, and that it's his fault that I'm locked up in here.

My name is Jillian Marie Anderson, but people call me Jill. And I'm trapped in my own mind.

When I was five years old, I liked the play dress up. But unlike most little girls my age, I dressed up a boy and had a boy voice. I became a boy during those "dress" up times, but that's the thing. I was never dressing up. That was Jack, my other personality. It wasn't till I was nine and I still "dressed" up as Jack that my parents, Kristin and Luke, finally took me for a diagnosis, where the doctors told them I had multiple personality disorder, meaning in my mind was myself, and another completely different person, or in my case, Jack.

When I got old enough to understand my condition, my parents explained to me things that I never knew about Jack. I had always thought Jack was my friend, someone to talk to when I was lonely. He and I have had so many conversations up to that point; Jack even helped me get a guy that I liked to take me on a date.

My parents warned me too late about Jack. They warned me too late that Jack was OCD, a control freak, and a narcissist. The doctor warned my parents that one day Jack was going to try to take complete control of my body, leaving me in the dark of my mind.

Jack is allowing me to regain control of my mind for a few hours so I may write down my story, before I'm locked away in my body forever. The doctors here at the hospital plead with him to allow me to roam free sometimes, but Jack is only giving me a few hours.

So this is my story. The story of how I have become locked away in my body, trapped like a caged animal.