My name is Jack and I have a mental illness. I am not ashamed to say it. It was something I was born with. The closest diagnosis anyone has made is schizophrenia, but I don’t fit all the symptoms of it. Some call it dissociative disorder. My condition is super-rare and unique to anyone else. I don’t suffer from it either. In fact, in many ways, I am blessed by it.

(This story involves mental fantasy. Schizophrenia, Dissociative Disorder, Hallucinations, and False Memories are all real disorders. Individuals who suffer from these disorders should be treated with respect and encouraged to get treatment)