#essenceofesme

[essenceofesme]

I never thought I was a bad person for being able to sort my complex emotions and Identifying features into various characters.. but everyone else did and that’s what made it all so hard.

[essenceofesme]

Who is Esme you may ask? Well, that question contains a lot of answers that I’m not yet ready or willing to provide.

In short, Esme is my conscious. She is a representation of all that was once good and unsoiled. She is an illusion, a me that perhaps existed before I experienced trauma so intense my psyche would ultimately tumblr and spin wildly out of control before dividing.

I am a sex worker, sure. That’s certainly what I am primarily known for.. But when you have multiple personalities you’re so much more than the single projection that you prioritize the majority of the time for the sake of keeping a consistent strand of memories and understanding of all that is around. I am a kaleidoscope of intricacies so extravagant and morbid and fascinating that I find.. it’s so hard to describe when it comes time to sit down and put pen to paper.

[essenceofesme]

Like many of you I am made up of a collection of ideas, morals, arguable choices, mistakes, decisions, disruptions to my life and the lives of those around me.. but it is through those intricate created concepts that I utilize to make my feet continue to move forward and continue to wander on this big ball of disaster

[essenceofesme]

Having multiple personalities while also living life as a sex worker.. is the need for falsified names due to the nature of my professional helpful or detrimental as far as my mental health goes?

It’s hard for me to view this situation objectively, I understand that, but know that I’m trying my best not to be biased.

I assume you’re likely as muddled as I am when you stop to ponder that question. I wonder if it’s perhaps one of those questions that simply doesn’t have a right or wrong answer..?