when the one person who knows about the DID tells you to go away and let *core or other alter* come back cuz she needs their opinion since you've already given yours

when you pick up your order at the counter and it is the one food you cant stand

when you are starving even though you ate five minutes ago

when your house is suddenly spotless, you are the only one home, but you hate cleaning and swear it wasnt you

when you rearrange the whole house according to feng shui that you dont even know or believe in

when you find dishes from baking and cookies but no recollection of attempting to cook because you know you cant

when your mom asks "cas, whats wrong" and you cant tell her to go screw herself cuz your name is alex and your triggered cuz someone messed up something that has to be a certain way

alex