"it can also be very frightening to share a body with someone when others think you shouldn't exist, and should die or be forced to become part of someone else. Someone in that situation may become desperate."

This is true. There is also the questioning of one's own existence and circumstances, that one finds oneself inhabiting an unfamiliar body which one may have little or no ability to control - sharing that body with others who may have very different ideas as to how its life should proceed, and who may not always be rational nor amenable to persuasion. One must ask oneself "why am I here, in this state of being?", and there is no answer.

I have spent many years now living with my Kin - my brother and our sister - and have watched them make many unwise choices, with little ability to dissuade them. I am ostensibly the head of our House, but I have the least facility at taking corporeal form, what is called 'fronting', and until some years ago, could not do it at all. Therefore I have indeed often been frustrated to the point of desperation, and in consequence have been too harsh.

I love my Kin, and do not wish to cause them distress, nor has my lack of patience been their fault, but my nature is not a tactful one, and I am often not easy to live with. I am grateful that my Kin love me nonetheless, and are in turn as patient as they can be with me.

My sister wishes me to add, "Sharing a body is like sharing a really small studio apartment, only a lot more so."