As infants we know what we want. And we’re not afraid to cry about it. A strong personal identity is like infancy: In time we might grow out of it. Some people’s strong personal identities are maintained by a good family. Other people’s personal identities are weakened by bad parenting and unchecked sibling rivalry. A few people’s personal identities are obliterated by neglect and abuse. By the time I drank Theo’s blood, my personal identity had the strength of tissue paper. It tore easily. It soaked up many of my tears. Theo’s Blood Memories pierced my heart and penetrated my mind. My heart raced with his feelings. My mind bubbled with his memories. It was as if I had taken into myself Theo’s deepest passion, pursuits, and perceptions – all of who and how he was. This tissue paper girl felt she might burst from the potency of his self-possession. Theo believed in a power greater than himself. He called this power “God” because that word alone was simple and small.
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