The Assignment ✔️

Getting Somewhere

I sat there in silence tapping my pen against my notebook. He sat there wide eyed for the last 15 minutes without speaking. I understand the kind of shock he could be feeling...I can only imagine all the thoughts he may be thinking. He was told...for years that he had an illness...that he needed help...when all he really needed was someone to give him a chance, someone to understand, someone to listen and take interest. No one did that for him. He spent all his life taking care of other people no one stopped to take care of him.

The subject matter is still touchy. It is still something not everyone understands, but the simple matter is, he does not have an alter.

"Jin." I said breaking him from his trance. He turned his eyes towards me. "You haven't said anything. Do you want to tell me what you're thinking?"

He didn't say anything. He just sat there still. I continued to tap my pen against my notebook. He started to stir in his chair. He opened his mouth as to speak but then closed again. I couldn't help but to grin a bit.

"Jin it's okay that you don't know what to say." I told him tilting my head. "It's a lot to process after so many years of thinking one thing and then someone coming in with a whole other theory."

"Theory?" He asked finally speaking.

"I mean yes it's a theory...a pretty damn accurate one if you ask me. But we won't be sure until we test it."

He looked at me tilting his head. "Test how?"

"Well...by making you and Jinnie switch back to each other on command. When you're Jinnie  we need you to recap what you remember."

"But I always remember Jinnie. I don't ever forget...like I said before it's me...just a younger me."

"Can you...control him?"

"Well...I...I guess? How would I know?"

"When you are Jinnie...do you...do you go somewhere else? Is it like there is a whole other person inside your mind?"

He looked at me intently for a moment. "N-no."

"What is it like?"

"It's just me...not another person just...me."

I nodded. "Jin...those who suffer from D.I.D., their alter is a whole different person. One that is in the same with themselves but it's almost like there is more than one person inside the mind. On the other hand...someone with a little personality...they regress into little space...its different. It's a mindset of which an adult can go back to when they were young, care free, and had no responsibilities. You...took care of your sisters your entire life. When you lived with your Aunt they were absent minded 'parents'. You learned to cook, you learned to braid hair, you learned to do make up, all to teach your little sisters. That started at a very...very young age for you. You didn't have a childhood. When you sisters decided to stay in Germany...isn't that when you started acting like a little?"

He nodded slightly.

"Don't you think my theory makes sense?"

He took a moment, his expression still a shocked one. "So...you're telling me...that...I DON'T have another personality...that...Jinnie is me...and I am me...and...we are the same person."

I giggled. "Yes...that's what I think."

"So I can just...bring him out whenever I want."

I nodded.

"And I can come back...whenever I want."

I nodded again.

"Can I try it now?"