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Doubtful Multiple Personalities

Seven Reasons My Psychiatrist Doesn’t Believe Me That My Other Personality Is A Retired Navy Commander

April 2, 2012

1. Nothing about my life experience indicates I have any clue what it means to be retired, or even to work for a living. 2. My psychiatrist asked me what the USS Missouri was and I told her probably a technical college in Jefferson City. 3. All of my sexual fantasies involve Army soldiers. And [...]

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Five Reasons My Psychiatrist Doesn’t Believe Me That My Other Personality Is A Bull Shark

December 12, 2011

1. I swim dogpaddle style. 2. When I was seventeen (prime time for multiple-personality development) and my younger brother Kenny fake drowned me in our aunt Edna’s backyard pool, rather than thrash Kenny until he died a violent death I struggled to reach the surface and then sobbed for 30 minutes in front of my [...]

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Six Reasons My Psychiatrist Doesn’t Believe Me That My Other Personality Is A PTSD-Affected Romanian Coal Miner

April 11, 2011

1. I am vegetarian 2. I am deathly afraid of dirt under my fingernails. Ever. 3. I didn’t understand what my psychiatrist meant when she said “lunch pail” and apparently every miner knows what a lunch pail is, even Romanians 4. I hear the phrase “Petrila Mine Disaster” while hooked up to an EKG monitor [...]

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The Murky Fringe Interviews The Murky Fringe

September 11, 2010

The Murky Fringe: So, it’s been a year. How’s it going for you? The Murky Fringe: How’s what going for me? TMF: You know, being clever, amusing yourself, attempting to get some kind of following. TMF: You know what? Fuck yourself. TMF: That would be interesting to attempt. TMF: For the last three hundred and [...]

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10 Reasons My Psychiatrist Doesn’t Believe Me When I Say My Other Personality Is A Mexican Street Dog

June 7, 2010

· 1. I have no trouble forming strong emotional connections. 2. I’ve never been to Mexico. 3. When I am in “Mexican street dog” mode, I still carefully cut my meat into small pieces and dutifully place a napkin in my lap while I sit at a dining table. (She says really this is the [...]

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