I (Shadow) have mild asthma, but it's been mentioned that one of us doesn't need the inhaler at all regardless of whether we're doing sport or not. So differences between alters do happen.
For those doubts that swirl all around us
For those lives that tear at the seams
We know… we’re not what we’ve seen
For this dance we’ll move with each other
There ain’t no other step than one foot
Right in front of the other
Wow, but eye colour. Might be work taking pictures. Apparently Mercy is flexible. Gwen speaks French (I hardly can.) So I guess some things must be different.
System A
Sophie Mandi Max Gwen Mercy Erin AVA Tracey Bridget My Isaac
A thousand mile journey starts with the first step
Join Date: Oct 2009
I am currently:
Felt really weird today... Kinda robotic, as though someone else was controlling my body... And even though I'd eaten and drank I kept feeling like I was going to pass out
dont know if i said this here or not yet but hospital is out of question now i think.. lady saidw.o insurance itll cost $6000 which i can not afford ..like ever.. so i feel horrible , depressed, and worthless like i put us ..esp sarah thru all that with dr appt yesterday for nothing.
i feel so out of control. don't even remember half of what goes through my head, just feel bad and not myself and zoned out so much. don't even know what to do to fix it.
i jus wan say hi al my frends. we sori we no be good frens lalti an no help everbodi good liks we posd to. we jus hav hard tims to an hidng bes real sad an mad athersself bout dr. sadie bes madr at hinding to. so tey bof sad so it maks me sad to,
ooh i liks smurf yall heer tey bes makin smurf movee?? i can no wate to se it!!
we did finly se percy jaksin movee. it veri good we wan bys it. but we hav reed all percy jaksin books- tink ther bes 5 tem. i hops tey mak movees of al tem books. tat wuld be soo col!!
ok we go fins somting els to do now.
i bord. wish i hav otrs lils talk to or pla wif. but it jus bes me. Sarah
Thanks.
Just everything I went through was all so... ambiguous. Nothing clearly defined.At least in internet-abuse-survivor-speak.
And yet I think a lot of abuse is more ambiguous than it spoken about. Because abuse itself (the very nature of abuse) blurs boundaries. Insanitylives is right - if it has hurt you enough to cause problems then it is 'bad enough'.
*offers hugs*
Things have been fuzzy today. Someone has SIed, but I've taken care of it. Still, it hurts. I don't like not feeling safe in my own body. I wish people inside would talk to me more. I try to listen, but they don't seem to want to talk to me. If they talked, maybe things like this could be avoided.
For those doubts that swirl all around us
For those lives that tear at the seams
We know… we’re not what we’ve seen
For this dance we’ll move with each other
There ain’t no other step than one foot
Right in front of the other
Everyone's pain deserves help. I don't like it when people try to pay attention only to the 'major' abuse. Small ones still hurt a lot.
And we can relate about changes between alters. Black and I (Jen) have an eating disorder, but all the others don't. It's good because they keep us eating :).
My name is Matt, and I am a boy. Feel free to PM me :)
I have learned that the world is not a safe place. Not at all. But there are so many people who love me and want to keep me safe. And that is enough.
insanitylives - why are you terrified? What do you feel you must do?
I can't remember much of my childhood. There are a couple of flashes, bits and pieces here and there, shattered memories that don't fit together or makes sense in the big picture.
I was thinking of getting in touch with people who knew me from when I was a kid. School teachers, dance teachers - that kind of thing. Just to see if they could give me any information about what I was like. I wondered if people thought it a good idea, or should I wait until I'm back in therapy?
For those doubts that swirl all around us
For those lives that tear at the seams
We know… we’re not what we’ve seen
For this dance we’ll move with each other
There ain’t no other step than one foot
Right in front of the other