I can tell myself jokes and genuinely laugh at them. I can be seriously messed up and it hide from the whole world, which means if I let someone know about my problems, it's because I chose to, and I get to appear high functioning to everyone else. Even when I'm alone, I always have company. The little ones remind me how to love the simple things in life. I can practice social skills, compassion, and friendship, internally as I get to know them and we learn to trust each other and cooperate. I can't hide anything from them, so I can't lie, and there at least two who will move in to confront me when I'm running from help. I'm not as inept at life as I used to think, because every character strength and beauty I thought I lacked is carried by my others. As I discover those parts that once frightened me and get to know them, I am finding a treasure trove of everything that I thought I lacked--they are beautiful.

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