This morning, for example, I have my writer hat on. Okay, it’s not really a hat. More like jammies, a cup of tea, limber fingers, and my trusty laptop. This afternoon I’ll don clothes I can be seen in, and my mother-knows-best voice. Tonight, once again in my jammies (there’s a theme here), I might get lost reading a harrowing story of survival in a world-gone-mad after an apocalypse, or an equally harrowing story of surviving one more day of high school. Tomorrow, hopefully in appropriate clothing, I might help a client grapple with a particularly thorny problem, or spend time with a friend. Sound familiar?
Living with multiple identity disorder can be a challenge, but it undoubtedly adds to the richness of life. I’d love to know about the roles you play, and especially how you manage them all. Because together we can not only survive M.I.D., but enjoy the crazy ride.