It's been years since my breakdown. Nowadays, I just try to live my life as peacefully as possible in this mental hospital with all the other loonies.Though before I can let go of my past; I need to tell my story first. Hi, I'm Kat... at least that's who I know I should be. I'm not sure when I started to notice the change in myself, maybe it was when I threw the wine bottle against the wall, or maybe it was years before that. I'm sure it wasn't at the beginning though; it wasn't when I first met him. The start seemed normal, awkward for sure, but certainly normal. I'm not quite sure why it was so easy for me to become 'her'. To act like 'her' and dress like 'her,' to fully embody 'her'. Some say it was his fault, but I don't see him as the villain of the story