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Hannibal (2013-2015)
1x08 || 2x03
telling singlet friends about your DID who didn't know about it when you met is so weird to explain. like.
"right, so, you know me as Cameron. I went by that name for years, and everyone in the system goes by Cameron, but technically, I'm not Cameron at all and Cameron doesn't actually exist. Cameron was the previous host, who later changed his name to Juno. also I'm Phoenix, a fusion of the previous host and someone else, so I'm partly Cameron, but not really".
how the fuck do you phrase that.
Fusing is so so confusing. No one ever talks about it.
Itās so weird masking as āmyselfā. It feels like everything I do isnāt myself but itās an old version of myself, one that barely exists anymore. Heās still here, Iām still here. Iām different, I needed this.
Iām me but not anymore. Iām hanging out with my friends but theyāre someone elseās friends but theyāre mine. Theyāre our friends.
But if I start to act like myself theyād be confused. When I do act like myself they think that my energy is off. That I sound sad, different. They pick up on it. Itās like I have to put on a constant mask. Iām not that person anymore but they need that person, but itās still me. Iām still that person. Just different. I look different, I act different, but I remember everything I need to know. It makes me feel wrong. I feel like they liked the unhealthier version of myself. But Iām not healthy now either. I donāt get it.