does anyone know what that was. no. ok
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does anyone know what that was. no. ok

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i think i have an introject of data from star trek. fuck my stupid chungus life
A doodle one of us made as a visual aid to help compare with another system how it feels like it works
really funny problem to have
hi. we're a series of tubes. questioning system, undiagnosed. collective pronouns they/them or something. dear other people in my head. can i have the rest of my brain back for long enough to write a fucking intro post? no? okay. i guess this is all you guet

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alter tracking is going great
BROTHER. I MADE MY HEADSPACE IN MINECRAFT. I SPAWNED AN ALTER THAT WAS JUST ME BUT IN MINECRAFT. AND THEN I "PRETENDED" THAT WE WOULD "SWITCH OUT" SO THEY COULD DEAL WITH MY PROBLEMS. MOTHERFUCKER
i remember one specific time i was having the panic attack of my LIFE while trying to move out of my college dorm and then thought "fuck we need to lock in" and suddenly all of my emotions got schlorped away and i locked in and moved everything out of my room within the span of an hour. what a time.
questioning systemhood is so fucking funny because a few months ago there was one morning where i woke up and there was already conversation happening and then as i woke up more it just. stopped. andy's coming style. they heard my fat ass coming and played dead
fucking names. i can never have one name for more than like 30 seconds godfuckit. what am i supposed to do with this name now that i suddenly don't like it anymore-
(someone switches back into co-con) what the fuck are yuou doing with my name

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i know i am co-con with some bitch rn because they really want to listen to silver springs by fleetwood mac and my ass does not. which motherfucker wants to fight me. stop correcting my grammar mid sentence you fuckass bitch
things I didn't realize were signs of covert DID
a lot of "signs of plurality" lists focus heavily on introjection and alter communication, two things that we have very little of. we wanted to lay out some experiences we had prior to syscovery with a focus on memory loss, identity confusion, dissociation, and unconscious masking since these are what we experience most. we hope this helps someone.
this is not an exhaustive list and identifying with it does not guarantee anything nor does not identifying with it mean you are not plural. we are one system and these are our experiences, which have heavy overlap with our other comorbid conditions. you know yourself/ves best, use your own judgement when reading.
feeling as though i was never a child even when my body was, that i was always an "old soul"
feeling as though i never stopped being a child, that my body aged without me
feeling as though it is my first day on earth and nothing has existed before the present moment
experiencing all of the above so strongly at different times that i cannot imagine feeling any other way
"i don't hear voices, i just have multiple overlapping trains of thought all reacting to and arguing with one another. probably the ADHD"
feeling upset as a kid that my imaginary friends didn't act the way i wanted, or that they didn't like me
remembering my childhood in third person, as though watching a movie of my own life
feeling as though i am having lines fed to me when talking about myself
remembering times that i was upset, but with the inciting incident cut out. being unable to understand why i felt the way i did
feeling as though the "real" me died a long time ago and i took their place
being talented at acting and lying. feeling like i have spent my whole life acting, as though "i" am a character i put on for other people
being afraid of voicing opinions because i know they might change suddenly, being upset when someone tells me a supposed opinion of mine that i no longer remember or agree with
knowing when i am supposed to have an opinion on something but not knowing what it is, having to make up my own opinions based on what i think "i" would most likely say
"what did you do today" i don't know "how do you feel" i don't know "what do you want" i don't know "did you have work yesterday" ...probably?
feeling like my body sometimes says things that my mind does not remember/agree with, or that i'm surprised to hear the things i'm saying
reflexively lying about things i didn't do because i assume i must have forgotten about it
being freaked out when someone touches my stuff without telling me, because i assume i moved it and forgot entirely. being afraid of how quick i can forget things
having excellent memory as a young child and terrible memory as an adult
"face blindness" where i can tell that people look familiar but feel like i have never met them, being unable to put faces in context
feeling like i have never actually met my own friends and loved ones
"i don't have amnesia, i can objectively tell you what happened. even when i do forget, i can usually put it together through context clues."
"it can't have been that bad, i barely remember it and don't feel upset when i think about it"
"i can't have DID, nothing bad has ever happened to me"
no name ever feels right longterm
creating alt accounts due to a desire to "pretend" to be someone else
lacking a solid sense of identity, feeling like a hollow husk of a person who occasionally experiences moments of clarity and wants to be treated as someone other than the "me" i present to the world
"i've never had a switch, i just have an inconsistent sense of identity"
"i've never had a switch, i have always felt exactly the way i do right now"
feeling like my mind is being pulled in several different directions, especially when i'm upset. being unable to act because different "parts" of me want different things
feeling jealousy when seeing other systems be open about their plurality. feeling like it's something you're not supposed to talk about
feeling guilty for being happiest when i'm "faking" plurality
feeling drawn to stories about possession, secret identities, or doppelgangers
all of the above being such routine experiences that i never even thought to question them
a never-ending cycle
trauma so bad my coping mechanisms have names and pronouns
well it turns out the anger has been going. somewhere !

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on it boss
step 1: mitosis
systems when shit has to get done
Forgiveness is confusing, and it's scary, and I don't mean forgiving opther people, even though that's scary too. I mean being forgiven by people you love, for things you shouldn't be forgiven, for even when you haven't properly apologized for them.
Because what do you do with that?? what the fuck!?
by now I know I've hurt everyone I've ever cared about in an unforgivable and inexcusable way at least once, and, even though I never apologized or gave the shittiest, least sincere apology ever, or did it so many times that it was clear I'd never really felt sorry, they've forgiven me.
They've asked or let me back into their life in one way or another without ever demanding another apology from me. People I thought I'd never talk to again are talking to me every day, and asking me to spend time with them, and sending me adorable images of my cats, and bringing up old inside jokes, and I know that the things I did irreversibly changed the way they think about me, but they still want me around, apparently.
I've thought that maybe they only want me around out of obligation, but I feel like I have to trust them to know what they want and be stronger than I am. Because the alternative is unthinkable- that I'm imposing every day out of some awful selfishness because I am still too attached and too needy to notice that they don't want me around anymore and my presence is making them miserable. And right now, I have no way of knowing. I am too much of a coward to ask how they feel because I am afraid they'll remember that they don't actually want me around. That they'll be mad that I brought it up again.
I guess I am confused because I am very bad at forgiving people. Once they do something I deem as a betrayal, I destroy our relationship or wait until the so-called 'betrayals' pile up until I decide I can cut them out for good this time. I aim exactly where I know it'll hurt the most because I hope that they'll be so injured they never want to talk to me again so I can finally be free of the pain of caring for someone who I feel has hurt me. They are all much braver, kinder people than I am, and I wonder why they still keep me around regardless.