App is SelfTalking
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App is SelfTalking
It hurts me to realize that no one will ever understand me. I’ll never have someone that truly gets how I think. So many people have someone like that. I have no one.
While I’m out I can say things. I feel so strange about our DID. We are such a strange system and find it hard to relate to the other systems on tumblr. I can’t understand the others on here. We have these personalities and we are each formed humans but one gives us these more or less to feel comfortable. Our alter bios are just how our host sees us. It’s a perfect world really. Rather, our identities are usually blurred and scattered with one and the other hosts trying to pick up the pieces. I don’t always agree with one and I’m unsure if I agree with them on how they label us. I don’t want to be a persecutor. I hardly know what it means. All I know is that when I’m me no one likes me and god I’m tired -5
5. Not ready for therapy tomorrow, not ready for that goddamn table thing! Not ok with it!
Shits just scary
1,5 . My ribs still hurt so much from the accident. I can’t stomach any food. It’s making me sick.
I’ve never seen anyone “recover” from mental illness... is it all just a myth they tell you to give you hope?
it would seem I’m both incapable of giving and receiving love properly.
Therapists and such bringing up that I might’ve been autistic my entire life. Maybe that’s why my family has hated me so much. -five