Our inner life is neither linear nor logical; it is a succession of impulses, interruptions, insistences, composed of fragments. It does not follow ordered patterns like a coherent narrative, but rather is made up of scattered moments, sudden impulses, thoughts. It is more like a collage than a novel. "Fragmentation" presents itself in opposition to the idea that the past accumulates in a progressive and deterministic manner. We are not condemned by a previous history, nor does everything have to follow a logical sequence of cause-and-effect. Instead of being determined by the past, we construct our reality in real time, moment by moment, including the stigmas and the need to classify that these produce in some. Experience is always immediate and alive, not an inevitable product of what came before.

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