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The memory issues disorder giving me memory issues sucks so much. Why did I have an entire pleasant conversation with a "family friend" only to HOURS later get the knowledge that that was the family snitch who outed me to everyone years ago. Okay. All the paranoia of random not actually bad interactions today and no one alerted me to that one???
I can't wait to talk with my therapist for the first time in a month and just confront the everything. I'm speedrunning self awareness and I'm not even in full time therapy
I'm honestly trying to NOT be too complaining about this. I'm honestly trying to not ruin everyone else's fun! And I'm sure I'm failing. I'm holding back 90% of my complaints! And apparently I need to hold back 99% of them!
And I know the issue is me being backed into a corner. When people complain, other people want to help! And they've offered help! And I've seemingly turned it all down and just kept complaining. and I know how shitty that looks to an outside view. But I can't go to all of them and say about the active "any money I get is going to be stolen from me and pocketed and I need to set up a hidden and secure way for me to get money and make purchases". I'm not going to throw that at a load of people.
So all they're only ever going to hear from their perspective is "I hate this. This is mean to me. Oh you're offering to help? No thank you, I'd rather whine and complain and make y'all out to be the bad guys. Anyways, this is mean to me."
Ocd mentality has me thinking
"if you do (morally neutral action that my brain is currently convinced is Intrinsically Evil) and tell people, you're only doing that to reassure your catholic guilt and manipulate others into approving your actions. If you do (neutral action etc) and don't tell others, you're hiding it because you know you're evil. If you don't do (neutral action etc) at all, you're only avoiding it because you know you're evil for considering it."
Anyways. Music is good. Even by shitty creators. And listening to music by shitty is not an evil action. Hope this helps. Music is still good

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Doing evil alter things, like showering because our host was too tired to. But evilly
Doing evil alter things, like showering because our host was too tired to. But evilly
The most annoying experience I've had with this blog is opening a draft to start typing something about us or critiquing myself, and then immediately getting answers. Going "hey, why do I do this. That's annoying" and then being hit with "okay so the thought process here is (thing) and you're trying to earn—, good luck dealing with this knowledge!"
And for no particular reasoning. Maybe I don't actually want to be hyper aware anymore. I want to be worse and still get assistance
I forget how I used to look pre-t*. Who tf is that
* = before introjection and looking at the original character I stole that face of
I really should find a way to make us comfortable with discussing pseudomemories. Like, it feels somewhat important? Like, "yeah, (name) is weird about religion bc of how it was raised in the place it's from" or "oh of course we get weird about (character), (name) fist fought him once."
It just. Feels stupid. "Here's some stuff we daydreamed about and made up and then got attached to." It's more annoying when we're not even fictives, we're just ocs that introjected themselves. Yeah, my whole backstory? I made it up. I remember us choosing the name of my rival. I remember writing the process of me traumatizing some guy and choosing the best wording to make it sound cool.
Idk. It's important to us and we're too weird about it to comment on it freely most times

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It's disorienting to think about how different we all are. I know we've got the disorders, but actually seeing it in play is weird. A lot of times for us it just feels like putting on act and doing someone else's mannerisms and patterns. But we're still mostly "ourself". By whatever metric that means
Except we're not. Why does one of us hate our accent. There's nothing wrong with it?? How does one of us remember a code they made up, and the rest of us don't. That shouldn't be how my brain works. We're all the same person but sometimes we have a different voice. What do you mean we get different personalities and opinions too
I'm not even in denial I'm just. Huh.
I need to bring back my color metaphor and lean into it. The difference between "me" and "me but with a different speech pattern" and "guy who is entirety different from me" is a huge range.
The color metaphor being. Looking at a color wheel, It's easy to distinguish two colors on opposite sides. Green and purple are clearly not the same color. But what about closer colors. When something is only a few hues off, when do you call it something new? Is cyan the same as teal? How different do they need to be before it gets a new name? What about periwinkle, and turquoise, and sky? They're all blue, aren't they? The lines blur and mix, and aren't that easy to tell apart. That's okay for us
It's disorienting to think about how different we all are. I know we've got the disorders, but actually seeing it in play is weird. A lot of times for us it just feels like putting on act and doing someone else's mannerisms and patterns. But we're still mostly "ourself". By whatever metric that means
Except we're not. Why does one of us hate our accent. There's nothing wrong with it?? How does one of us remember a code they made up, and the rest of us don't. That shouldn't be how my brain works. We're all the same person but sometimes we have a different voice. What do you mean we get different personalities and opinions too
I'm not even in denial I'm just. Huh.
I haven't been doing a lot of community work lately bc of the burnout. But I just got someone asking about (redacted local event 1) so that they could "make sure the clothes they're downsizing make their way to a good home".
And like. We've got (redacted local event 2) JUST to make a place where people can find plus sized clothes. (Local event 1) has so so many tiny clothes that's never taken because there's an over abundance of them. Meanwhile the 2nd event is always starving. "Downsizing to get clothes to good homes." the people who need these the most in our community are not the people that need clothes to be downsized
Actually hold on. That thought about pseudomemories being stupid? Holy shit we have so much internalized ableism directed at ourselves. I'm not going to fix it because I'm not a person. But I don't think anyone knows of this??? It's not denial or a lack of understanding, it's ableism.
We've been trying to be this… tolerable system. We were never actively involved in fake claiming spaces, but we saw several friends fall to them, and we internalized so much of its logic to direct at ourself. To stay safe. Never at others, never at our friends, but always at ourselves.
Don't express that you're a system, pretend to be a singlet. Real Systems™ hide themselves and don't state that they're plural. We can't be too big, shrink the system down. Real Systems™ don't have too many people. There's only two guys, right? Ignore that the two guys are also several guys in a trenchcoat, it's only two people! We're not that fragmented. We can't be fictives, we're original. Real Systems™ don't have fictives, that's made up for clout. Don't talk about sources if you start taking faces from media. And god forbid you get memories from there. Don't talk about it, don't mention it. You're making up things to be upset over, ignore it.
It's all stuff I'd never express to my friends, but why are we living by these rules. They're not keeping us safe. They're just making me feel worse. I'm still feeling like I'm mildly on fire.
The downside of subsystems where everyone is identical is I genuinely can't tell when we're new. Looking back, I've been here at least a few weeks, and I kept attributing my own emotions to previous anger holder. And the annoying part of no longer being dissociated 24/7 is that I'm actually catching things like this more often.
I hope fully feeling separate from the other anger holder is a temporary thing for today / this last weekish. Like soup of the week. I know 99% of what's making me angry is stupid pseudomemories I shouldn't care about and that shouldn't be affecting me. Maybe I'll blend back into the rest of them by the end of this.
But then again, I'm already fragmented from them for who knows how long. I spent so much of yesterday lingering just outside of front and remembering our accent and how it was actually trained out of us and hey that's fucked up? How much of our identity has been stripped from us to make us more “understandable” for others. How much of what I am was shaped by someone else to be what they wanted. I *should* be mad about that.

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I can barely load Tumblr so I don't know if any of these will post. I hate knowing how much me and “Blue” do actually overlap. We feel massively different, but when it comes to archetypes and roles, there's people with similarities? More than anything, I feel the same way that one of their stupid splinters felt after forming. Not with the same disorganized organized bit that they did, but with the fire. And just like me, “Blue” has got its own
Oh my god this is so annoying. What is up with the survival instinct stopping me from expressing any of this. I can't even say that I feel similar to
Really??? We're just ending sentences there??? I'm the only one in front. This sucks. How do I turn off that inability to say names. Is that just me or is that everyone that can't say things. That's everyone right. Is it always about that specific guy or is anyone's names.
Okay I was just able to type out several names so it's JUST that one guy. Weird. Someone's gotta poke the others tomorrow to see if that's universal