Speaking of DID, I was so fascinated with it for a little while several years back (it used to be called Multiple Personality Disorder in those days) that I actually wrote a freestyle paper on it for first-year English. I was introduced to it by an article I read in Sassy even some years before that (probably when I was in sixth or seventh grade). It was about an ordinary-looking girl who had the disorder, whom was followed around by the writer for the day. The concept of a person who was so traumatized by some event in their life that they had to subconsciously conjure up other identities to deal with it was enthralling to me. The entire illness is so mystic — how the number of identities could keep increasing as time goes on, the way some identities know about the other identities and some don’t, the way the identities could come and go spontaneously — it’s all very strange and sometimes you have to wonder whether the person is really just faking it, as was found in some real cases. I’d rather think they aren’t and that this is something that could possibly occur in nature. Mutants are intriguing.