lusker
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I think that somewhere in my DNA is an incompatibility gene. I can't be myself around anyone, not even my wife, because they wouldn't want to know the real me. They prefer the version I've made for them, and for years I kept every aspect of my life separate so that my worlds wouldn't collide. My work self was unrecognisable from my married self which was unrecognisable from my private self. It helped to keep my world small - not engage in hobbies or sport or the community, even though I wanted to - because I was running out of alters.
The thing is, over time the public alters have amalgamated. Now they are one. The guy I am at work is now the guy I am at home. I am stepping out into the world, doing new things, because the alter I've become seems to be someone people can associate with. Maybe even like.
But it's still not me. Before I die I'd like to meet someone who likes that person. But it's hard to imagine another creaure so foul.
The thing is, over time the public alters have amalgamated. Now they are one. The guy I am at work is now the guy I am at home. I am stepping out into the world, doing new things, because the alter I've become seems to be someone people can associate with. Maybe even like.
But it's still not me. Before I die I'd like to meet someone who likes that person. But it's hard to imagine another creaure so foul.