THEM Them are the Mind and the Brain. These two things perpetuate the horror of the alter without a personality. No matter what I do to eliminate (and I have) it brings parts of it back. They are not complete. It cannot make a new personality nor an alter nor a fragment nor a fracture of one. They are simply a mess of cognitive errors. They have no pleasures; no funs; no enjoyments; no likes; no dislikes; just pain. They exist to what? I’d like to know.
There is no point in my continuing my existence here with these things at me continually abusing me. For example, I took myself out for a nice dinner like my payee told me to do and it punished me for it. How Horrible! Disgusting would be a better word. I cannot live in a world that it would create for me and tries to. It cannot think for me. It cannot know what I think for I was made outside of it by a smarter personality than any other, my Daddy, The Him. He made me. He made me complete. I don’t need to integrate.
And Therein Lies The Dilemma!