I love my system. It's representative of a long life of pain and war, but it's pain and war that we survived together. I've met a lot of systems who say that their systems are all like family or loved ones, and I wouldn't call my system that, but we are close in a way that others could never understand. And my brain is so full of fascinating intricacies that wouldn't make sense to anyone else unless you studied me under a microscope. Coincidences just aren't coincidences, nothing is too meta. My brain is one big complicated fucking knot of thousands of threads where you really have to know what you're looking at before anything makes the slightest sense. I love my system. I love my alters. It's been just over six years since syscovery, but it feels like it's been forever.