Turns out I literally have disassociate multi-personality disorder
I was put in a psych-ward a few months ago for blacking out and ending up 11 miles from my house trying to get a rottweiler behind an electric fence to attack it. The authorities were alerted but had my mom pick me up. Apparently a few hours later I was hitting myself pretty hard so she took me to a psych-ward. I had no memory of any of it, no drugs in my system at all.
They were hesitant to say what it was, holding out this official diagnosis for like 3 months, but now they just prescribed me with lithium.
I'm not taking that shit.