Hannibal (2013-2015)
1x08 || 2x03
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Hannibal (2013-2015)
1x08 || 2x03

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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.
It’s so weird masking as “myself”. It feels like everything I do isn’t myself but it’s an old version of myself, one that barely exists anymore. He’s still here, I’m still here. I’m different, I needed this.
I’m me but not anymore. I’m hanging out with my friends but they’re someone else’s friends but they’re mine. They’re our friends.
But if I start to act like myself they’d 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. It’s like I have to put on a constant mask. I’m not that person anymore but they need that person, but it’s still me. I’m 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 I’m not healthy now either. I don’t get it.