born 1995, adaptive/traumagenic system, we believe in all kinds of plurality. body is white and trans, our collective labels are abrosexual, transneutral, and genderplural, when referring to us collectively please use they/them. we are autistic with medium support needs. many of us are alterhuman/therian in some way.
hello, we are the nightmare blunt rotation! we needed a new pinned post so here it is;
if you see someone fakeclaiming us please keep it to yourself. we've been made fun of all our lives and that's never going to change, we just ignore bullies as best we can.
alter intros under the cut
we are bodily 30 years old, white, and trans
likes and follows come from our main which is a mostly abandoned green day blog
this blog and any other blogs ran by our system are primarily for discussing our own experiences and will not be syscourse heavy, however we are inclusive of all system origins and this will show in our posting habits. we do our best to never reblog from sysmeds so if you notice that we have done then please let us know so that we can block them
alter intros:
dandelion (he/him, it/it's) 30, queer kinky pansexual, unaligned non binary person, current host 🦁🌼
echo (she/they) 16, asexual sapphic demigirl 🐇🌸
tigerlily (any/all, fav neos are kid/kidself or tig/tigself) 10, autigender, exclusively likes boys (sometimes in a straight girl way, sometimes in a gay boy way) 🐯🥭
ashmira (she/her) memories are from 9-14 but feels 21, bisexual cis girl 🧡💖
ramone (she/her) 16, bisexual butch gnc girl 🌾☕
julianna (she/her) late 30's, pansexual, gender unlabelled 💋🩵
itchy (he/him) 30, pansexual aromantic, agender transmasc, genderless embodiment of punk rock energy ⚡🧷
perry (he/they) memories are from age 23 but feels 17/18, demiboy, his whole situation is confusing
malachite (she/her) ageless, internal self helper to some of us, spirit guide to others, agender, aplatonic, aroace, non fronting
rory-mitch (he/him) 23, gay trans man
chilton (he/him) 20, pansexual trans man
unnamed part (pronouns change frequently, please ask), 13, genderfluid
i'm not real, i will never get to be real. even fucking facebook knows i'm not real because it always logs me out and logs our host back in immediately. i wish i could die somehow without killing our physical body or any of my alters in the process.
this is very brave of me because it's very scary to put myself out there like this, but i've been journalling! and i wanted to share my thoughts and feelings with all of you! maybe my experiences will make some of you feel seen! maybe for others, it will help you understand your system friends better! being part of a system is really tricky. it makes me sad sometimes. but i'm so happy to be here!! (^:
we've never talked about this before, but i feel like i want to say something about it.
on this blog we mostly talk about the parts who would be considered ANPs in psychiatric terms, but we also have parts who would be considered EPs, who we don't talk about because, well.. one of them is a manifestation of shame, and the other one exists to have an eating disorder and force it on all of us in ways that are tailored to our individual insecurities.
not super fun to talk about, and fakeclaiming hurts us less if it's about the positive side of plurality for some reason, but we're gonna talk about them because we deserve to heal our whole self/selves.
shame has been around since childhood. i will use 'shame' and they/them to refer to this part, because the name and pronouns they actually requested we use are ones that they chose to deliberately hurt themself. shame is a grotesque pig woman creature type thing. they have this appearance because of a lifetime of fat shaming. we've been being compared to a pig our entire life, so it makes sense that our shame would take the form of one. shame has mixed secondary sex characteristics due to our pcos/pmos and the abuse we've received for having it.
shame wants to be hurt. physically, emotionally, sexually. not in a consensual bdsm way, but in the sense that they think it's what they deserve. showing them any kindness makes them feel sick and dysphoric. they simply will not let us show them an ounce of compassion.
they live in a pig pen in a part of the inner world that most of us can't access. they can't come into the house, not because we won't let them but because they feel like they don't deserve any comfort. spending any amount of time with them inevitably leads to them trying to goad us into abusing them, so we avoid contact with them as much as possible.
as for the other part, i refuse to call them an ED holder because they do not 'hold' anything. they do not keep the symptoms contained whatsoever. they're like the opposite of a symptom holder. they want every member of our system to starve. i won't say too much about this one cause i don't wanna lose my account, but they essentially prey on all of our weaknesses to convince us that thinness is the answer to our problems. they tell masc alters that starvation will make them more masculine, they tell femme alters that starvation will make them more feminine, they tell fictives that starvation will make them look more like source etc. and we all have to be extremely vigilant to not let this one get to us.
there's a good chance someone will delete this later but i just felt like getting it out
hello! we're looking for the time collin ross spoke on non-traumagenic plurality, but we have horrible skills when it comes to searching social media ^^;; yall have so many sources on-hand all the time, would you happen to have it? tysm!
Yup 😁
Here's a link,
Here's the image,
Here's where it came from
Here's more information on that
Here's some info on him
And more
And more
There's also this study he did,
Dissociative Experiences in the General Population A Factor Analysis
There is another thing we wanted to add, but the site is down and we've lost the archived link we had :< but will edit when we find it
getting into lolita fashion a few years ago was the best decision i ever made for myself. i love these clothes so much that i can trick myself into feeling like my body is actually mine.
when i'm not wearing it i look at our feet and think 'those aren't mine', but when i wear my tea party shoes i look down and think 'those are my feet'
or when i'm not wearing it i look at my legs and think 'why did itchy have to cover our legs in dumb tattoos' and when i'm wearing my cute pastel tights i look down and think 'those are my legs'
Age regression is always portrayed as this pure super cute, electable comforting thing in social media and I’m sorry but, I’m tired, there’s sometimes it’s not. Sometimes age regressing is extreme feelings, it’s hitting your head and screaming in pain and laying on the floor and kicking and wanting it to stop. Sometimes it’s shaking in anxiety, biting your hands and stimming uncomfortably. Sometimes theres no comfort, sometimes the triggers are not good, and that’s fine too. Age regressing does not mean pure state, it means a much younger one. Just that. It can be violent and ugly too
This was originally going to be longer but I’ve got a gnarly migraine.. you know for being a guy that hates the number 3 a lot of these comics are 3 pages..