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Hi, my name is Munk and I have a multiple personality disorder (MPD), also called Dissociative identity disorder. According to Physcologytoday.com, Multiple personality disorder, is a mental disorder characterized by the maintenance of at least two distinct and relatively enduring personality states. It comes with forgetfulness and split memory gaps. What causes MPD can lead to many treacherous physiological conditions, mostly, repetitive physical, sexual, or emotional abuse from childhood. In my case, I had an abusive mother, who wanted a girl, and a drunken father, who wanted twins. My mother constantly put me in female clothing and called me Betty and beat me if I did not go along. My father drank so much that he used to see 2 of me and called me Milo and Maverick. At times it got confusing because he would ask Milo to do one thing and Maverick to do the other. They would send me to school as different people everyday. I could not stop it or else I would get abused by my mother so bad to where I would have blood on my clothes, bruises on my body, or to where she would not send to school at all, she would just leave me home and punish me. Whenever I did go to school, I got picked on for how I would appear. Some people would call me Gay, Fag, Homosexal, Crazy, Loser, and more. I never really had a safe place to go because no one wanted to be my friend. Until one day this girl came to school as the new girl and sat with me during lunch. Her name was Roxiie. Two I's isn't that weird? She was really good to me, the only person who even gave me the time of day to tell my story. Four months into school Roxiie got really sick, we then found out she was diagnosed with Leukemia and died shortly after. I was heartbroken to where Roxiie ended up being a character in my mind also. Roxiie and Betty became best friends in my mind. So, imagine being Munk, Betty, Milo, Maverick, and Roxiie all in one. It is not easy, in fact at times it gets scary because some days I forget what is going on and other days just pass me by. I make sure to have a calendar so I can write down everything so that way none of us forget what is going on, so we stay in sink together. I also see a therapist. Monday's she gets Munk, Tuesday's Betty, Wednesday's Milo, Thursday, Maverick and Friday's Roxiie. It is hard and scary, yet not impossible. I keep my distance from people because I never want to confuse anyone or make a fool of myself in public. I keep my social distancing skills to myself. I however, did make a friend at this job I work from from home, his name is Herold and he never judges me. I, Munk, Roxxie, and Betty are now 26 years old and the twins, Milo and Maverick, are now 20, they have a lot of growing up to do. Thank you for listening.