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X-posted to my own journal, b/c I think it's important to laugh at your own stupidity.


When NW and Katie showed up in here initially, Max said to me: "These are mine. This is my system." After a confusing, but short conversation, I came away with the idea that Max is multiple.

I repeated the idea that Max is multiple, several times over, both to myself and to other people. Max is multiple. Max has a system. Katie and NW are Max's.

For some reason, I couldn't grasp why I couldn't speak to Katie and NW, first hand. I didn't know what they looked like. I had never really heard their voices, only a change in Max's "voice" while he was reporting for them, and even that, was slight.

And, then, a few weeks ago, NW starts talking to me directly, I ask, "dude, where's Max?"

Silence. I get no inner vision of this guy, but I know that he's looking at me like I'm an idiot. The response? "With Katie."

Ooooooookaaaaaaaaaay.

Questions on how I couldn't see, hear or reach either of them were ignored, but obviously reported to Max, b/c once Max came back, there was no more direct contact with NW, and Max kept staring at me the same way. Only exception, I could hear the accusations that I was an idiot.

I asked him where he went, and I got silence. Then, I got doors slammed on me. Then, more staring. Whining. Temper tantrums. All of which, very confusing to me.

Then, I get a very distinct vision of these metallic balls on a track, taking turns clicking into place. The ones that weren't in front, were shadowed.

Suddenly, it dawned on me...Max is multiple.

Jesus Christ am I that dense?

The conversation that I had with him last night was actually a hell of a lot better than anything else we've had lately. No tension, or fighting. He seemed pretty relieved.

Ugh. Next time, just...I dunno, I guess the obvious just went over my head. I feel silly for not getting something so rudimentary to my own group.