I remember once, I was in the grocery store with my mom. We were in the produce section and I asked if we could get pears. My mom turned toward me and said, "But you hate pears."
This came as a great surprise to me seeing as I love pears. In fact I love everything about them, the taste, the smell, the texture, the way you can keep sucking at the core and pull out more and more pear. So I asked her what gave her that idea and she told me that I had said it at some point in the past.
Baffling. Because I would never say such horrible things about pears and I know my mom understands sarcasm seeing as she's the source of my own sarcastic tendencies. There was no way she could have heard me saying something like, "Noooo, I HATE pears," and misconstrued it as seriousness.
More recently my boyfriend mentioned something similar, that I had at some point in the past said that I did not like something that I love. This was very confusing because I know I would never say that. There have been other instances of this over the years and recently I've gotten to thinking.
Is it possible to have a very mild form of DID? Can you have other personalities that come out just long enough to say that chocolate is shitty and then disappear without any recollection on your part. What if there are other things that I've done that were out of character? What if I'm missing huge swaths of time? What if people thinking I hate pears is the least of my worries?
Hopefully my mom is the crazy one and not me. Because, seriously, I love pears.
Monday, March 29, 2010
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