WOW amazing writing and I can so relate to much of your journey. Keep being YOU….NICE
Born from the womb of my destined earth entry vessel, I am Angie. My human mother gave me that name. “Because I loved Angie Dickinson.” She’d say.
Truth is, I was an identical twin. The other twin died towards the end of the 8th month. I was born shortly after, almost dead from illness due to the twin rotting in the sack with me. This was my mother’s story, and she stuck to it. I have never seen my birth records. They are on the Portsmouth, VA, military base somewhere, on some old time film strip. I’ve messaged to attempt to retrieve them. I deeply want to see my birth records.
The language I will use here is psychological speak, and I have my own understanding about Borderline Personality Disorder, or to put it in laymen’s terms, altered states of being which are ingrained into the psyche through…
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