#dissociative problems

[anti-willo-yatta]

"do you remember—"

NO NO I DONT REMEMEMBER JAHDJWUWBABBSAAUAHGHHHHH I DONT REMEMBER MOST OF MY LIFE DUDE ESP NOT WBEN I WAS A KID??

[aspoonfulofsaccharine]

For me did is suddenly thinking it's first thing in the morning when I'm laying on the pillow and haven't fallen asleep yet at 11:49pm.

Completely blank about what I was thinking about. ,🤷

It's like midnight. It's not morning. 😂 😿 I hate feeling crazy.

[babe-meadows]

I’m always asking myself “what/how should I respond with/to this person next” instead of “how do I want to respond? What do I want or need to say?”

I wish I knew.

[mydissociativediary]

Dissociative culture is waiting for the bus and completely missing it because you weren’t paying attention

[mydissociativediary]

Friend who insists on setting me up with someone: so what are you looking for in a girl? ... OR BOY!!?

Me, day one: idk, a cute tall, lanky girl, long brown hair, quiet and shy, lil boobies. Likes romance and affection.

Me, day two: anyone and everyone that can legally give consent tbh lmao

Me, day three: a tall good looking boi. Not very masculine, not much muscle but not stick thin either. Likes rock and adventures. Wouldn’t mind that I’m not comfortable being affectionate or having sex

Me, day four: no one. I’m not interested.

Me, day five: Erika Linder.

Me, day six: a short big tiddy goth gf who also likes rap. Caring but also no nonsense. Confident decision maker and motherly affection. a little older than me. Colourful hair.

Me, day seven: a lil tiktok thot

Me, day eight: either a strong hipster boi with a bun and a beard or your typical Instagram fitness girl

Me, day eight million: I DONT KNOW, OK?!

[mydissociativediary]

Changing the “about me” section to “it varies” for the giggles

[mydissociativediary]

*slaps self*

This bad boi can fit so many personalities inside it

[mydissociativediary]

Walking into group therapy like:

“My mom died and I don’t remember when or how I found out, where I was at the time, how I felt, what I did, or what she died of. Discuss. I’m going for a cigarette.”