My multiplicity, my parts!!
I relate to medical research and terminology a lot. Medically recognised CDD.
It's really hard to word what my alters are like to experience as a whole.
My face, never the same.
When I'm so afraid I don't realise I'm holding my own hand until it's over.
So frustrating to create when sometimes I really can't f/ing draw.
What can even be said about 'coming to', as it's often put, and expecting it to be.. I don't know, 10 years ago? My muscles, so wrought with hypertension.
Dragged through time backwards.
Some of my parts don't like to interact with this blog. Many of us ignore social media.
I was encouraged by many friends, years ago, to essentially live my "plural truth".
Having only just discovered my CDD, I internalised that interpreting things my own way
would be a rejection of my parts.
Now, I see a lot more room in my experience to just be whatever I am.
I am multiple. My parts are all mine; simultaneously; all me.
We have separate Pinterest boards and Spotify playlists, but... he'd love that, I'll just add that...
Oops, he hated it. But he added it somewhere else ...
when you talk, i hardly realise. i always listen.
do you notice the humming of stars? do they slip your mind in daylight?
We are received differently by strangers in public.
Close relationships have often noted my affect changes.
My parts and I.
Your presence makes it less lonely for those similar to you :)
Songs:
Heat Lightning - Mitski
Communiqué - Prick (CW: distorted audio, religion)
Once in a Lifetime - The Talking Heads
Plan A - The Dandy Warhols
