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Essay By: tahir139
Literary fiction


Submitted:Mar 6, 2013    Reads: 27    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I never know why I sometimes become a totally different individual. People who know me have often told me that at times I behave like a six year old small child. Even the tone of my voice changes, my behavior changes and the people that I know tell me that my antics and mannerisms are of a small child and not of a forty year old woman. The other person within me is more mature, self assured and self confident who holds a good job and who is responsible and disciplined. I was shocked to learn that I suffer from a malady named Multiple Personality Disorder. And often when I slip from one person to another, I dont know it. It is only the people about me who tell me what happens.

This malady has troubled me now for over fifteen years and the repurcussions have been a broken marriage. Even the judge declared me unsuitable to raise my children and therefore my two sons, Alan and John were handed over to my husband. Losing my husband and children had terrible repurcussions on my mental health. And it was during that period that, I had to visit my psychiatrist more often. It has been tough going and I live with my old parents now. My younger sister also takes care of me.

It is a serious disability that I am grappling with. I feel embarassed to hear about the part of me which behaves like a small child wanting to paint, draw, play with younger children, to buy toys and call for constant attention.

The hardest part is that I dont seem to have a control over when this other personality emerges and what it says and wants to do.


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