I am a little confused on how to word this. I will continue to use the term "I", not "we", even though sometimes it feels this way.

My name is Elizabeth, I am the "mature" part of Melissa. She gave me a name to better identify me as an emotion. So...I'm more of an emotion, not an identity. I hope this makes sense.

I am out a lot right now because Melissa is going through a very rough time. Suicidal thoughts, hopelessness. It's like I've been "pulled out" in order to keep us stable. I've been making many attempts to do things that are normal and good so that I seem OK, even though I'm not. For the past few days I've been exercising, walking, going to class...but it feels all wrong. It feels phony.

I am not sure what to do. I just felt like posting might help. Maybe I could get a different perspective.

Thanks,

Elizabeth