Do you ever have those moments were internally you have the we/us/ours pronouns or even outwardly towards trusted people
Then suddenly you start using me/my/mine (etc) to ref to the sys collectively and then you just sit there and stare at the ground with the mini crisis you accidentally put yourself through like;
Have we been faking it all along?! What if we are actually a "me?" What if ive been lying to everyone?!
It gives us the similar thought process of when we accidentally misgender ourselves to those who know we're trans masc. The same discomfort and existential crisis of "are we faking?" And "are we lying to everyone including ourselves?"
But then on of the spirits (headmates) make a joke that is WILDLY different from how I'd joke about things and then the entire front room is giggling. Reality checks jfc.
- sincerely a traumagenic system, who often questions our existence... c':













