Yo. (Intro/Question)

[kaesesandwiche.livejournal.com]

... but a crappy intro, cuz I'm shit at defining myself. I'm August. I'm 23, kind of, exept for I'm a vampire so maybe I'm a shit ton older than that. I suck at figuring out how to explain ages when you're multiple anyway. I curse too much an Im horibly dyslexic AND I suck at spelling/gramar/language in general so SORRY in advance. I'm the 'gatekeeper' or whatever you want to call it for our hours. I run things, only i'm an anarchist (an so's a lot but not all of my headmates) so it is less 'running' and more 'reluctintly accepting that our brain somewhy gave me extra power/authority over the others that i dun realy want and try to use as little as possible so we can stick to doing things consensusfuly'.

Anyway i got a questoin that we been trying to figure out, and its hard, cuz I hate with a passhin the jerkoff people who are like "Yah right multiple people in one head you are faking it it ain't even real"; most of us do! and so most of us hate accusing people of lying or trying to make them justify theirselfs cuz its shit having people tell you you ain't a real person an you don't exist.

But have y'all ever had to deel with pluralpeople who reelly, reely, reely, you just -- can't. fuckin. believe? Cuz we're in a situashin like that right now with a person we live with, who has a long history of just exagerating/making shit up/tendincies towards being a drama queen who just likes to piggyback off  other peoples pain (like if something bad hapens to someone they GOTTA jump in with this story (that are ocasionaly horribly implausable) of how they had it SO MUCH WORSE), and after a longass time of dealing with their dishonesty on a ton of different levels it is just. Hard. I frankly don't believe shitall that comes out of their collective(?) mouth half the time, and the whole thing with them being has just been -- I don't know. It is hard to be like YOU ARE LYING I DON'T BELIEVE YOU EXIST but I dunno what to do. They are dishonest about half of everything else in their life, and half of everything they ever have telled us since we met them, and they only even telled us they was multiple after finding out we were (but not in a way that was like they felt safe to tell us once they knowed we was or anything like that, cuz i get that. it was morelike they learned we was, and then asked a shit ton of questoins about it, and then a while later came out with "oh hey by the way i am too and suprise suprise half of everyone in my system is like a carboncopy of someone in your system that i just hapened to be fasinated by yesterday")

Anyway the hole thing is frustrating and annoying and i really aint sure what to do, cuz normaly i dont got no problem with calling people on their lies and bullshit, but when it comes to questoining someones existence it is something i reely hate people to do to us, or any multiple, but, yeah. It sucks.

(Thankfully we're moving out of the apartment we shares with them next month, moving out of the entire city actully, and a MAJOR part of the reason is cuz we can. not. live. with. them. anymore without many in our sistem wanting to shoot them or maybe ourselfs, but still I dunno how to deel with this issue.)

Comments

[tatteredscars.livejournal.com]

i second what netdancer said. just remove yourself from it, don't let it infuriate you.
as kids, my best friend was a compulsive liar. oh, it would piss me off so much! i'd just roll my eyes when she wasn't looking and say, "oh yeah?" she once told us that her uncle had dozens of alligators in his pool. (we lived in louisiana.) i just said, "oh, okay. whatever." just in a neutral tone.

it's hard for me to not get angry about stuff like that, too. i take everything way too personally. (me and rabbitt both.) but practice stepping back and half-way ignoring the person. at least until you get out of there. then it will be much easier. plus, if you don't give them much of a reaction, then they don't have much to feed off of.
~alison