I understand why I made Tyler. I know growing up was hard for me with my dad leaving and my parents getting divorced. I think Tyler was always there, he was just buried away. What sent me over the edge was my life. I hate my job and my life. I tried to buy things to make the pain go away but that didn’t work. I wanted to feel in control for once, I wanted to be the one that was free. Tyler was everything I wanted to be and more. He was this natural born leader, whereas I am the pawn forced to conform to our capitalistic society. Tyler dared to be different whereas I was afraid to. Tyler was somebody, and I am nobody. I realize now that I made this split personality as some sort of extreme defense mechanism to help me escape it all. I know
