Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Itrytodoallthethingseveryoneofmypersonalitiesdid,andit’sverytiring.I’llbeherepaintingapicture,andassoonasIfinishitandputitawayandwipemyhandsoff,I’llpulldownabook,turnmychairaroundandtakenotes,readforafewhours.ThenI’llstopandgetupandstartworkingonthisradiotelephonething."

           "You’repushingyourselftoohard.Itdoesn’thavetobedoneallatonce."

           "ButI’vegotsuchadrivetodoit.I’vegotsomanyyearstomakeupfor,andsolittletime.IjustfeelI’vegottopush."Hegotupandlookedoutthewindow."Anotherthing:I’vegottoconfrontmymothereventually.Idon’tknowwhatI’mgoingtosaytoher.Ican’tactthesameasIdidbefore.Everything’sdifferentnow.Theparoleboard,myupcomingsanityhearing,andnowreadingmyfather’ssuicideletter—it’sveryhardtostayinonepiece.Ittoremeapart."

           OnFebruary28,Billycalledhisattorneyandtoldhimhedidn’twanthismotherpresentathiscommitmentreviewhearingthenextmorning.