Look closely. You see the winding milestones of my identity exoskeleton unraveling. Rituals hold me together while identity reconstruction is underway. Identity helps organize my Human Animal social behavior. Healthy routines replace some rituals. I change slowly with multi-sensory training.
Around the edges is a lot of light. I am growing out from the rituals of the Cult of One. A Book of Rituals is not Identity. A Cult of One breeds anti-social behaviors. I am a molting Human Animal.
Wrapped round the trauma of my brain injury is a tourniquet of panic. I found no identity repair manuals. I have lots of self-help books with no section on identity reconstruction for people like me. I am not eligible for identity transplant benefits.