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It’s a painfully slow post. It’s been brewing for days but, understandably, never comes to fruition. For most of the week I’ve been blank. Blank as in blank. Lifeless. Disconnected. Empty. Deserted. Abandoned. Meaningless. When I tried to explain this to Therapist yesterday he didn’t get it. I grappled for words. I felt inside prison […]

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Disturbia

I find it disturbing and disruptive. The people behind my eyes are active and I feel pressure in my head. Does anyone else get that way when the switching is intense? They switch back and forth, never landing on a single personality. I’m switching as I write this. They chase my thoughts away and never […]

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Crowd of people

My head hurts. I just don’t feel right. My alters have been all over the board today; even now, I feel them hovering around. There’s not a moments peace or a moment alone. I am proud of myself for getting out of bed and taking the documents up to our university so we may begin […]

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Switchy-poo

I don’t know where I am tonight, but I felt like writing something to just check in with the cyber world. My head is screaming in pain, my anxiety is off the scale, and I feel grotesquly fat and obese. I’m upset that I’m empty. I used to be such a good writer, though you […]

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