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Dissociative Identity Disorder

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Hi guys! I noticed that information on this particular psychological condition was requested multiple times, so here it is! [TRIGGER WARNING: mental illnesses and mention of self harm]

What is DID?- Dissociative Identity Disorder is a severe form of disassociation (a mental process which produces a lack of connection in a person’s thoughts, memories, feelings, actions, or sense of identity). It’s also known as “Multiple Personality Disorder” or MPD. 

How to Recognize DID: Dissociative Identity Disorder is characterized by the presence of two or more distinct or split identities or personality states that continually have power over the person’s behavior. 

Alters: The split identities or other personality states of a person who experiences DID are known as Alters. Alters can have their own age, sex, or race. They may even have their own postures, gestures, and distinct way of talking. At times, Alters are people but there are cases when a person’s Alter is an animal. 

Switching: Switching is when a personality reveals it self and controls the individuals’ behavior and thoughts. It can take seconds to minutes, and even days. 

Other Symptoms: Other symptoms of DID include headaches, amnesia, time loss, trances, and out of body experiences. People with dissociative disorders have a tendency of self-persecution, self-sabotage, and even violence due to their Alters leading them to act in manners in which they wouldn’t normally act.

There are several main ways in which the psychological processes of DID change the way a person experiences living, including the following:

Depersonalization- a sense of being detached from one’s body and is often referred to as an “out-of-body” experience. Some people described it as “being a passenger in their body rather than the driver”

Derealization- the feeling that the world is not real, or it seems foggy or far away

Amnesia- failure to recall significant personal information that is so extensive it can’t be blamed on ordinary forgetfulness. There can also be micro-amnesias where the discussion engaged in is not remembered, or the content of a meaningful conversation is forgotten from one second to the next

Identity confusion or Identity Alteration- involves a sense of confusion regarding who a person is. An example of identity confusion is when a person has trouble defining the things that interest them in life or their political, religious, and social viewpoints or their sexual orientation and professional ambitions. In addition to these apparent alterations, the person may experience distortions in time, place, and situation. 

Host- Typically, there is a “host” personality within the individual who identifies as the person’s real name. Ironically, the host personality is usually unaware of the presence of other personalities. There are rare occasions however, when they are aware of their “Alters” 

Other Illnesses That Might Accompany DID: Depression, mood swings, suicidal tendencies, sleep disorders, anxiety, substance abuse, hallucinations, and eating disorders

Treatment: so far, the most common treatment for DID is psychotherapy. Psychotherapy is also known as “talk therapy” and it’s the main treatment for dissociative disorders. Creative therapy is also utilized (art, music, etc.) in order to allow the patient to explore and express their thoughts, feelings, and experiences in a safe and creative environment. 

sources: WebMD.com and my.clevelandclinic.org 

[dravinna]

Facets-

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE:

Name:  “Dravinna J. Averni.

Marchioness Dravinna Joy Averni of House Luscinia is also correct.   People once knew me as Dravinna Archim for several years both professionally and personally.

To a few I am Dravinna Joy, One person calls me Dravs. Many people call me Drav, others Dravvie. There have been a lot of military titles, and nicknames, some of which I shall not repeat.”

Eye Color:  “It was once very blue, but it has turned a blue-green after fussing about with some magical things unattended. I have been told that they are more or less green at times. I think it is unfortunate they lost their blue color. It was the one thing I resembled my mother in.”

Hair Style/Color: “My hair? Black. There is some grey, but everyone experiences that, especially if they are human. As far as style it is whatever is functional. Buns work the best for keeping the pin like daggers I prefer in my hair, but other styles work as well.

I am unable to understand how to braid, so I am forced to rely upon others to do it for me.”

Height: “Five feet and one inch.”

Clothing Style: “If I could, I would wear nice dresses everywhere. However, that is not sensible in the long run both in terms of wanting to live a long life and financially. I tend to dress for what I am doing, while avoiding the concept of wearing pants. I am of the less is more mindset for ritualistic reasons, however I do own leather armor and some armor that includes bits of plate for the right situations.”

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

Your Fears: “Mostly that I shall die and hurt the people I am leaving behind.”

Your Guilty Pleasure: “Knowledge. Be it the kind you can find from books, or the kind you can find from knowing something from exploring a place or a person or their mind. I am endlessly hungry for knowledge.”

Your Biggest Pet Peeve: “People who are cruel to those who are below them or smaller than them for no reason.”

Your Ambition for the Future: “I live day by day. My only hopes are to see my home, both my land and my kingdom restored, and to see my children grow up.”

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

Your First Thoughts Waking Up: “Sometimes I wonder where I am, mostly because I tend to wake up in a variety of places.”

What You Think About the Most: “What else I could be doing with my time when it is being wasted.”

What You Think About Before Bed: “I try not to think when I go to bed. I keep busy in a variety of ways until I do.”

You Think Your Best Quality Is: “Determination. It is also my worst quality if you ask the people who meet me.”

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?

Single or Group Dates:  “I am not really a fan of dates in general, but I have mostly grown past the point of organized group dates.”

To be Loved or Respected: “You cannot be loved without being respected first.”

Beauty or Brains: “Brains, easily, even the so called immortal races grow old over time. Or worse they find some sort of way to change their appearances. Whatever is inside of your mind is most important as it what is going to last..”

Dogs or Cats: “Both are animals that generally tend to dislike me. That is, if we are speaking about actual cats, and dogs and this is not some sort of joke about shape shifting sorts. If that is a case I am not answering the question.”

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?

Lie: “Someone I once loved very much once told me that ‘There is no such thing as a lie.’ That was of course, was part of the biggest one they ever told me. Everyone lies. How much of it you can swallow is up to you.”

Believe in Yourself: “I am required to a bit to do what I do, and for a time I only barely did. Now, however, I very much so believe in myself. I trust that I am able to help the people I intend to help and protect them well.”

Believe in Love:  “I believe in love far too much perhaps.”

Want Someone: “Just one?”

LAYER SIX: EVER?

Been on Stage: “Not that I am aware of? Perhaps I chased someone across someone while killing them.”

Done Drugs: “No. Fel is mind altering enough, I am not in the business of losing control further.”   

Changed Who You Were to Fit In: “I think the entire part of my life where I forced myself into learning to use the Light to appease my family is in line with changing myself. I still do it too, dress like a Priest at times.”

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

Favorite Color: “I am actually rather fond of white when it comes to clothing, but it is impossible to keep clean.”

Favorite Animal: “I prefer birds.”

Favorite Food: “Coffee is a food yes? No? I enjoy citrus fruit too.”

Favorite Game:  “I tend to obliterate my peers at drinking games, for some -highly- strange reason.”

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

Day Your Next Birthday Will Be: “In about a year.”

How Old Will You Be:  “A year older I suppose.”

Age You Lost Your Virginity: “Around the time I was married. So I suppose I was old compared to my peers.”

Does Age Matter:  “Yes and no. It becomes a good measure of time passing you by, however, it is a poor measure against others who will blink and realize that you have passed ages ago. Age is relative I suppose.”

LAYER NINE: IN A POTENTIAL PARTNER

Best Personality: “There is no one trait I could place value on as being it for me. Everyone is different.

I wish I could say kind and respectful and so on, but the truth is that those types are the sort I only flirt with for amusement. I have come to realize that they are all too soft for me.

It seems I tend to prefer people who are very confident, forward, a bit too self assured, and difficult. Their kindness and their respect does far more for my heart and mind.”

Best Eye Color:  “I do not place value on such things.”

Best Hair Color:  “Again, this is a valueless thing.”

Best thing to do with a Partner: “Do you expect me to answer knitting or something?”  

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

I love: “Very many people in very many ways.”

I feel: “Far more than anyone will ever know.”

I hide: “What I want often.”

I miss: “Certain old friends and their bad advice.”

I wish: “Most often that there was more time to do things.”

 Tagged by: @safrona-shadowsun, I am not tagging anyone esp after I took days to get back to this. ;)

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After buying extra books, I need to shift my books to a bigger place as I still haven't built a bookshelf because of this God Damn Pandemic😭😭😭. So clean up has started, 20 new books have arrived and my mom is giving me a death stare for buying so many books😝😝. I hope she doesn't kick me out of the house in this pandemic and the chances of this happening are super high😂😂 Qn. Do I Use an online Persona for Book Blogging??? My answer to this is nope. I am not a person who can use an online persona. That is totally not my cup of tea. See, I am a person who believes in being himself/herself. I want people to like me for who I am. I have never judged people for using an online persona though because I have seen a few people act sweet on social media and be a really bad person in real life, I hate it when people do that. I believe that the originality of a person is what makes that person trustworthy. Why I don’t use an online persona has a reason and that is that I don’t want to be a fake person. I show my emotions in blogging. If I am happy, I am happy while writing. If sad then you will see that too. If I am sick, it will show very well in my blog. I don’t like to behave happily all the time on my blog because I am a human, not a robot that has no feelings and will only show the emotion you feed into their system. I go through bad times too and if I show it in my blog, what’s wrong with it?? A blog is where we can express ourselves and nobody can judge us. I don’t like secrecy. When I first came to this blogging stuff, I was a quiet person. I used to see others posts but never like or comment as I was scared of doing that but now this place and the people here are my family and there is no secrecy in the family, is there??? Well, that is just my opinion, I enjoyed doing this tiny post and loved the idea of talking about all these important aspects of our lives that I couldn’t discuss before. I think I will be doing more posts like this so get ready to see more of my opinions being expressed here. #writingposts #wordpressblogger #blogger #bookblogger #wordpress #letstalkbookish #reading #booksofinstagram #bookstagrammer #persona #bloggingpersona (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CEtny8LA0C_/?igshid=1ul9h55474aer

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[write-gallagher]

do you ever just get so fucking attached to your characters that you sob when writing some scenes?

no? no? just me? ok.

[thoughtsinwanderlust]

I fall in love with you more and more every day It's the kind of love where I find myself letting my guard down when you're around It's the kind of love where I find myself allowing you to take care of me I find myself depending more and more on you Unable to fall asleep without you beside me I'm falling in love with you to all the things I promised I would never do again

The Heart of a Girl

[dravinna]

11/16-

A neatly folded letter is waiting on Nalfein’s desk, alongside two glass bracelets. One a smooth green with twisting magic under it, the other a smooth opaque white that reflects it’s beginnings as seaglass. 

N-

Watching you tell Senaari to jump to you; I thought of the night you took me to The Thandol Span and told me to jump. 

You jumped first, and I was scared, but I trusted you.  When she laughed I remembered that I laughed then. That I was not afraid of falling. Not some other you, or some other me. You and I.  I was not afraid of falling at all; I was not afraid of falling because you were there. You will not let me get hurt. 

That night you told me you were sick of wearing masks. I cannot tell what you have been through since then, I dare not probe into what you feel magically and I try to keep my emotions mostly closed off to allow you to sort through all of this on your own until you want me present.

I see the mask slip though, at times. With Senaari, and how you look at her. While you are unable to feel it, I am happy seeing her have that kind of support and kindness in her life. When I see it slip, I want to reach out for you, as your friend as someone who cares for you in a multitude of ways. I want you to know that I am happy, even though I am poor at sharing these sort of things. 

So, I am lost upon how to.  Even if it was the comfort of my soul next to yours, being calm and quiet. I realize that may disquiet you now, I do not know. You do not want it gone, but do you want it there?  I do not even know if I have the right to squeeze your hand as I would a friend, lean on your shoulder, or hug you. I used to sleep next you in a non-romantic way and we tended each other’s wounds yet now I wonder if it is proper to even offer emotional support or come into physical contact with you. I awoke the night before afraid you were gone, and several years ago I would have run to your room and laid next to you, wrapped in my own blanket, talking through my fears, or knowing you are there, but instead, I wandered through the forest alone.

Part of me is confused, part of me is grieving in a different way than when I thought you were dead.  You were my other half while fighting, I felt as though part of me was missing for the entire time you were gone. I considered you my partner in every way but in romance because…we just were not. You are here but I feel just as closed off, I feel as though someone stole my right hand yet it is still attached to my body.  When we do talk, I feel as though we are having a business transaction. I am helpless to support you even if it simply to listen because the conversations we are having are, well:

I am substitute confidant, I understand that. I provide you with a replacement home. No matter how deeply I feel as though I care for you, or I feel I love you, came to you when I am hurt: I am still the wrong person. When you picked me up and held me, I was overjoyed not because I thought you meant it romantically, but because I thought you were so happy to see me too. I felt like the right person. The romance was never what hurt when you clarified things. I am a replacement, one of many souls of the same self, and not the right one, twice now. Something to be adjusted for. It is not that I am unhappy in life, as you seem to think I might be (I am a work in progress, but far more peaceful than meets the eye). I simply want to be the person who stands beside of you when you need it, while you are here since you may leave again and I may never see you again for the rest of my life. 

And, I struggle with this, I feel lost. I am not the woman who hid her problems a few years ago. If I am struggling, you must be more than I can possibly imagine in many other ways, so I am reaching out. We both deserve to be happy. We are drawn together for reasons I do not understand and I do not want to watch you wear a mask. I do not want to put one on either, especially not with you. 

If you wish to retrain me, then I will accept your help. We can treat it as a business transaction if that is your comfort level or we can do it as friends. Abandoning all magic however, I have tried and failed. I wish I could make you more proud in that regard. I suspect that, in the end Senaari will be the student you boast of, and I support that idea.

If you feel it is best I learn from someone else. I will take your recommendations as to whom. I can understand that the idea that I learned from someone else in the first place was insulting to begin with. You are the only person I trust on these matters yet, you were gone, and I never expected you to return. You can tell that in my journal. I held myself to impossibly high standards, that is why I blackmailed the blackmailers, and pushed people to teach me things I perhaps was not ready for. Though, also, at the start, the idea of you watching me fumble considering your skill—I dislike looking foolish or slow, especially to you. 

I am leaving both of the bracelets to meet your approval. They need only be touched with any magic to be activated. A druid did the spell on the green one though, the all glass work is mine, It will be free of my magic inside. The clear one is untouched by the druid and Senaari has the necklace that matches it. While I have the third, it is up to you if you want to keep it.

But oh, my Shadow; even if you want to be business for the rest of our lives time together —every time you look at me know that I would jump again just to hear you laugh like you did that night.

-D

(( @synestheticarus ))