Consider the following analogy:

You're in a horrible accident. Gratefully, you had your seatbelt on. Your car is totaled, and all around you there's wreckage barely recognizable as vehicle. But you? All YOU have wrong with you is a strip of red, burnt flesh diagonally across your chest...

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...the telltale sign of the seatbelt saving your life.

You go to the doctor to get yourself checked out. After all, that friction burn fucking HURTS! You see the doctor, and they finally diagnose you:

Major Seatbelt Bruising Disorder, acute.

Insurance'll pay for it, no worries.

That's what it's like being plural and getting diagnosed with a "dissociative disorder."