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When he died, he came to me at school. It actually took several moments for me to realize he wasn't there physically, because I felt him so strongly. He told me "I am OK, I am with you." I thought that was strange. He died suddenly, and I didn't know until later that day. I was stunned. He has been with me ever since, though for a while he pretended that he had crossed over, because he felt my obcession with him was not healthy for me. He hid in my subconscious, and convinced me that he was my animus, and various other things, but we always talked, and he always switched with me. I was normally aware of what he said and did, though I didn't control it, but I became ill once and he had to take over my body for a couple of years because I litterally blacked out. He was able to take over and run my life, though it was difficult because I was physically sick, and it was painful to keep going. I couldn't do it, but he was able to. I only had a few moments of lucidity at a time for those years, and I would suddenly be aware, and the next thing I knew months had passed. Of course I just covered that up, and didn't let on anything was wrong. Years later, when I recovered, he finally explained to me what was going on.
We know our story isn't typical, but we feel a need for support at this time. I started loosing time again recently, and I know I am starting to have black outs again. Gary is worried. We hope you don't mind if we hang around for the company.
Kim and Gary