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The Fourth Stream: Tell All or Tell None
I can’t wait for March. I have an evaluation set up to confirm if we’re Autistic and ADHD (finally), amongst the cPTSD and DID. My twin relates more with our mother about OCD. Our mom thinks our younger brother is also OCD. And our older brother? Untreated alcoholism, depression, and…
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Small Note
It feels like time has sped up, stopped, warped, and slowed to an unbearable pace. All because we dread the 31st arriving. Since our last post nothing has changed: we’re still avidly distracting when we can, still internally spiraling while riding the waves of grief. It’s suffocating. It feels like…
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Bittersweet Goodbye
I wanted to write a post on layering. I wanted to answer the last two weeks worth of daily prompts. I wanted to feel like life was still in flow. Last Tuesday the therapist we’ve worked with for the past five almost six years informed us they were moving, transitioning…
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Understanding Trauma: A Survivor’s Narrative
TW: sexual assault It dawned on us this morning yesterday was a trauma anniversary. No wonder we couldn’t stop crying in therapy. That day over a decade ago… It almost destroyed us completely. I only remember bits and pieces. Everything from my perspective is muted. I remember we walked up…
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The Second Stream: Epiphanies
The course of the last week as been a consistent roller coaster. Par for the course of Winter for us I suppose. After all, some the worse traumas occurred during Winter. The past few days have been tumultuous to say the least. Most of the week we felt fine, a…
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Understanding Complex DID: A Journey Through Polyfragmentation
In January of 2023 my therapist mentioned C-DID (complex DID) in passing for the first time. We didn’t know then C-DID was the former clinical term for polyfragmented. I remember a caretaker part, Jane, stepping forward to give an answer as to how we were really doing around that time.…
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The Oddities of Time
Time is a strange concept. It moves fast, slow, somewhere in-between. For those with certain mental health conditions, the grasp of time is glitchy. I cannot speak for anyone else other than myself. Time has been no friend of mine. Time often eludes me. When I’m stuck in an episode…
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