Oh, I know how that feels. It's also not a particularly pleasant feeling watching your family replace you with your host, even praising them as better or the kind of friend they actually wanted. Everything you were becomes a symbol for people to use to push their agenda and then the second they denounce it, they denounce you too. But I'm not allowed to complain because I'm lucky that they ever accepted me to begin with.

[ Okay, now that all pretences of being possessed being a good thing is out of the way, they can finally be honest. ]

I imagine getting three hundred years worth of knowledge and memories would be very disarming. Especially the irrational attachment that comes with it. Luckily, I never had to experience that. I was mostly just told what to do, who to talk to and what to think, even when the past me would never have followed such demands.

It's actually fairly relieving to make connections completely seperate from your past lives. Because at least then your feelings are entirely up to you.

[ Cough,Susie, Cough.]