i am sorry for eating the pie. i was worried it would make an issue occupying the fridge with no known plan for it; this was opposed to worry that throwing it out would be rude. i thought it would make sense to put it inside the car but i didn't have keys for the car on me at the time. this opened a space of confusion where i tried to make a decision that would reduce the issues rather than letting them build up. lots of problems from issues compounding. want to slow down getting real DID where there are actually separate identities, slave boss likes to build this. after i ate the pie i went out to the car and looked at it, it's really destroyed, my possessions and years of urgent work were stolen. this time it seemed relaxing to observe this rather than destabilizing. it seemed like the only relaxing thing i know you might try to destroy my life again. but maybe, even though i ate the pie, we can be comforted by it having already just happened :D