Hello. We are the Lumina-Noctis Collective. Please be kind to us as we have only recently come to terms with our plurality. That being said,
PLEASE DNI IF YOU:
• Are racist, homophobic, xenophobic, transphobic, MAP/pedophiles, general DNI criteria.
• Are bodily a minor. We are an adult. We only wish to talk to other adults.
• Are against kinning and plurality. It took us months to accept being fictionkin and YEARS for our host to accept being plural.
• Are endogenic. Do not bring ‘syscourse’ up to us. This is a trauma disorder.
Now, with that out of the way, I will introduce our collective. We are currently in the process of finding a therapist to get diagnosed. As of 05/13/2024 we are medically recognized as fragmented. As of 01/25/2025 we have been diagnosed with UDD. The (frequently fronting) members are as such:
At this rate, our life can't be real. Anyway we talked to three cops and forgot our phone number because we started rapid switching while talking. So much for processing the new splits at our own rate. If this doesn't make someone even newer show up it'll be a miracle.
I hate being a system. It's so exhausting. I don't want to be stuck thinking of all the bad stuff. Why can't we just be normal. Why couldn't we just have a better life. Why are we forced to re-live trauma every single day?
One of these days I'm going to snap and tell this incompetent piece of human waste to not talk to us with stupid shit right before our shift. Yes. Stressing out the person prone to migraines right before we deal with a loud work shift is soooo effective.
Been a while since we posted here. Many things have happened. Currently waiting to hear back from an office to officially conduct a psych eval for us. Our therapist has changed our diagnosis but we will wait until we get a second opinion to say it here. We are currently healing from getting our wisdom teeth out. We've had some splits from the last time we posted. We've made friends and have been trying to be more social. I think it's working. I've been fronting more recently but not daily. That is all, I believe.
We've been officially diagnosed with unspecified dissociative and conversion disorder. We are incredibly lucky to even get a diagnosis. Now comes the hard part, tackling our trauma and learning to heal.
Startling realization that I've been locked in the front ever since we got a date to go back to work..... That place really isn't the best for us mentally.... but it brings in the most money... we will see I guess.. Perhaps we will just ask for the minimum shifts.
It's been months. Months of not worrying or being focused on source. Months of not feeling this guilt. Why is it back? I thought I could finally be done with it....
Isn't it so ironic that I went from being a protector in source to being one of the main protectors in our collective?? They trust me and yet... all I can think about is how I let him down.
Everyone wants to "be a system" until being a system means having two nightmares back to back that are so jarring that we quite literally could not tell what was the difference between the dreams and real life and spiraled immediately into rejection sensitive dysphoria.
It's all "you have friends in your head! That's so cool" until we are so fucking out of it that even all of our protectors and caregivers can't help so we are just lying in bed, switching and in emotional turmoil for hours until we inevitably fall back asleep due to exhaustion. OVER A DREAM.
It's wonderful knowing it's already noon and we've spent half the day dissociating and depressed to the point we haven't left our bed once. So great! /sar
Switching like crazy today all due to our therapy appointment. 💥 was pissed and didn't even want to go. Ended up switching out out of spite for our therapist and we haven't been able to stick to front for more than an hour since.
