This might seem to contradict the last comic, but I initially thought Myra was just "me, but experiencing really bad mood disorder symptoms." Plural culture often - in trying to defend the legitimacy of our experience - portrays our experiences as incredibly distinct and different from anything else, but I don't really think that's true.
Text: AND YET... The first "other me" I, Maryn, could accept was Mish. I had a difficult childhood, to put it bluntly. Mish isn't quite a syskid, but he's certainly young. A time when I was out of the frying pan...
Text: into the fire, as they say. Plurality can be hard. In some ways, self-understanding has makde my life harder. Accepting Mish, Ssera, and Myra - seeing our differences has meant change. But...
Text: When I care for Mish, I feel a little more at peace with those days when no one cared for us. And I'm glad I have him.