I have a protector. I think he's male, but I'm not sure. He only comes out when stuff truly hits the fan because he is afraid he'll hurt someone. I heard him recently. He came out for 30 seconds, tops. I was still here so I heard him. He sounds, stands, and moves differently from me, and he commands respect. He made a command which wasn't something I thought, planned, or expected to say. People did what he told them to do. Then he left. This was just before diagnosis so I laughed when I told my therapist the story because the unplanned words surprised me. This 48 year old mom dressed for work telling strangers in a random, windowless bar, in no uncertain terms, to get it together. I just now realized the part about him worrying that he's dangerous.