Who am I? Who are others? One moment I am a good, caring person, the next, angry and ill-willed. Similarly, other people are my friend one day; the next, devalued or distrusted. Mood swings and abrupt perceptual shifts make me a Jeckyl & Hyde character on amphetamines, with transformations occurring on an hourly basis, or even from moment to moment. Personalities, with different ways of feelings and thinking, based on disparate beliefs, step in and out. People, the world, make no sense to me, and I make no sense to them.
