People really lack compassion for folks who struggle with unreality, and the aftermath of it can be so messy. I know from firsthand experience and I'm tired of being the butt of the joke. I'm glad to be starting back in therapy finally though, I hope we mesh well. I meet my new therapist today
I don't think people realize how long it takes to come back to reality after an extended psychotic break, especially when someone is not receiving basic life needs like food, water, and shelter. Be kinder to those experiencing unreality, and be patient. We are still human and need connection.
Really excited to be able to game with my friends again, I've had to use a Chromebook for a while and I can't do much besides writing and streaming shows. I still lack motivation for publishing my writing though. I don't know what my next step is to submit a manuscript 🥲
Finding it hard to relate to my family out here when they all see me in this little sister who is delicate and needs protection. Dealing with sexism from direct family sucks and I've been feeling so powerless out here due to the people I'm around
I started carrying around little name tag beads for my primary fronters so we can keep track of each other and feel validated by having a name that varies from Host. So today was Toby and Toby and Rami got some bonding time listening to music while we walked out dad's dogs.
Ah my birthday is tomorrow- I'm a little jittery. As a neurospicy person I don't like surprises so birthdays and presents are something that can dysregulate my day. I'm grateful today for having inspiration to draw and write again! Keeping up the momentum of creation so I don't lose that energy.
Writing projects again and updating socials so y'all can see glimpses of what I'm working on! the-swing-system is my Tumblr I have been talking about plural issues with. It's a bit of a more private blog for me to discuss my DID system. #talesfromtheunderworld
Today was a lot of personal growth. I let go of my anger and achieved some peace and self-forgiveness I needed. I was in fact my own enemy keeping me back. I needed to grow up to realize I can stop punishing myself now.
Trying to cope with the constant flashbacks sucks. Being here everything is just repeating itself from my last recollection and the deja vu never goes away. I'm nauseous from the time jumping that happens with cPTSD and especially with DID