I shall forever count my lucky stars that the amount of duplicates of myself that I've encountered is very few. How peculiar that some people seem more prevalent in the multiverse than others.
THE UNFORGIVING GODS OF THE OUTER RING CURSED ME FOR MY HUBRIS. NOT TO MENTION HOW THEY CURSED ME, ME, MYSELF, MY OTHER SELF, AND MYSELF^NTH POWER.
Some of us are fucking built different. And I'm one of them. It's all splinters all the way down.
Evidently. I imagine if there was another of myself posting on here, I would find myself feeling terribly exposed. Being unable to control what my alternate self decides to reveal... Perhaps I'm overthinking it. I understand that two iterations of the same person are different individuals, but separating ones own identity for them sounds like quite the undertaking.
It's a little more nuanced than that. But I understand.