This is a life story of all the death that I’ve experienced. As a person with disassociative identity disorder, I’ve never really known who I was. At five years old, my mom has documented that she took a line from me and that line was who am I? Nobody knows me- who am I? And I do believe that I was meant to have that sense of misunderstanding so that I could be open to what is.

This is my life story. The story of all the shame that I bore that I birthed not. This is my Chiron moment, where I release myself as Prometheus and I am able to live in tandem with the creation and the understanding of where things need to die. The perception that is harbored about Emily Anne Greer as an entity is experiencing death now. Because I understand. I only knew back then, I was only aware back then, but now I understand.

And I understand that it would be a scene to keep this recognition from the people. Me coming to this sense of recognition is an assured that I can help lead you out of dark waters and into living ones. Without force. Without use of locked doors. With only my two hands and God’s plan. Amen. Amen!

Thank you to the ones who have walked before me. Job taught me my father was discordant with truth because he ripped his shirt and threw it at me. He said this is what the Bible says and I said no. To the ones who encouraged me to read the art of war. I internalized it here. I am acting in it in this moment calculated because I am the one who brings change therefore I must be calculated. To Mark England who taught me that my victim mindset is not mine to carry. So many people along the way lifting me up to this very moment in my life and I’m so grateful I’m so grateful for all of the suffering that gets me to a place where I can help you suffer less as well.

If you want help too, you know where to find me.