As this is my first post within this blog, I suppose it would be best suited to do so with an introduction as to who I am before getting down to the basis of the blog's topic.

My name is Alexandru Dorian Vlk, and I am -as far as I am aware- twenty three years old. I enjoy various forms of art and many genres of music, though I willingly surrender to Ruslana or Years & Years time and time again! Winter and Fall are possibly my favorite seasons, though I'll never be able to fully confirm this. This is indeed my first blog post, so please bare with me as I am still learning on how to do this or what to write. It just seems nice to ramble here and again, though some times they may simply just be transcripts from my Journal that I share with Warren. He is also a blogger here under the name WarrenG.

As far as I am aware, I am Romanian though I seem to have forgotten the language, but an accent persists to plague my poor pronunciations, haha. Now, this is where it gets slightly complicated.
--Please Note:--

As stated in the description of the blog---If you are not supportive of MPD or DID (Multiple Personality Disorder//Dissociation Identity Disorder) or live beneath the illusion that such things do not exist, this may not be the blog for you. If you do not believe in reincarnation or the possiblity of it, then again, this is not the blog for you.

The reason for this side note is directly linked to who I am. I am my own person with my own likes, dislikes, opinions, story and the like. My name is my own and a matter of actuality, not fiction. I have and had my own life and my own story, though I am still attempting to piece them together as I find the puzzle pieces.

I am an Alternate Personality of a Transgender Man.

My host, friend and brother, is WarrenG. A twenty three year old Transgender man from Northern Vermont, obsessed with penguins and an occasionally obnoxious childlike attitude. He is an American Citizen, born in the woodsy State of Vermont with a rather frustrating mother and four siblings. Father deceased.

I, myself, am very different and very many ways-yet, we remain the same.

As far as I am aware -since I am still piecing them together- I was born somewhere near the Carpathian Mountains in Modern Day Romania, near what is now known as Rusnov. I do not know exact locations and that seems to be just as well since the maps have changed since that time. My childhood is a bit foggy aside from bits and pieces though I am certain that I was of a low-income home. There is a drastic difference in timeline between Ren's life and my own but I dont feel it necessary at the moment to explain too deeply into the subject.

I am Pagan, to the best of my explanations, and I lived alone with my dog Cornelius. Warren and I do share a great many interests and such, but in the same sense we also greatly differ. Please, dearest readers, do not mistaken my own personality or identity to be of his own, as it is not. I am my own person. If you would like to watch a film that may or may not be of assistance in understanding this concept, I do encourage you to watch Sybil. The older version may be better of 1977 with Sally Field as it is my favorite version, but the new version is also rather good. Either way, it does offer a little more of an insight to our...."Condition".

We are not medically diagnosed, but I do not feel that this is necessary in order to continue to be who we are. We still function as one whole and take turns within work and do our jobs well, and it does not interfere with our daily lives. I do not always 'front' in force, as he either allows me full freedom or will inform me when I may take the front. Which is fairly often so I will not complain. Most in our daily lives do not have any knowledge of my presence and some days I feel that this is best as they would not understand. I have gotten rather good at mimicking his voice and accent so as not to draw attention so it has not been a problem.

Though I feel that I have rambled enough for now. I fear that I have forgotten entirely as to the point of this blog post, I have gotten so caught up with my explanations. I feel as though explaining seems to be a common feat that we must practice, despite how few know about what is going on. Regardless, I suppose this is the last of my blog. I have wasted enough time on the computer when I could be wasting even more time with my markers and mandala coloring pages, hahaha!

Take care everyone and please do not hesitate to ask questions. I would rather an understanding than an assumption.

-Alex