Jordan with Christopher co-fronting and Clementine co-con
*Trigger Warning: Brief mention of marijuana.
Well. I must say, we haven't updated this blog in quite a some time. That's alright, we're here now.
So, shall we? Let's start with the big update: Ty's surgery. As written before in our previous post, our boyfriend Ty has an aneurysm in his arm and must receive surgery to repair it. We haven't received any phone calls from his doctors, so that's a little concerning to us. They did not say that it would be an urgent matter, but they did say he needed surgery soon. Therefore, I expected something by now--it's been at least two weeks since we initially heard the news of his surgery. You'd expect something... right?
***We will be personally calling his doctor's office this Monday to find out if they have any new information yet--for anyone wondering.***
For something brighter to think about--I don't know if many of you know, but Ty and us are proud owners of three different pets; actually, four, as of today. However, that is to be determined, considering the circumstances of this newfound pet's arrival into our lives. Allow us to explain...
We acquired a seemingly adult gecko, and you'll never believe from where--one of our family puppy's mouths. (By the way, we literally have six dogs in this house. SIX. Isn't that wonderful?)
Yeah, wonderfully abysmal.
Er, that last line was Clementine... We really do love these pups, for better or worse, but they are quite a lot of work. We're doing our best to keep them alive, healthy, and happy as little jumping beans! It can be extremely difficult for all of us, though, we must admit.
We have a four-year-old mainecoon mix cat named Pretty (aka Bellatrix), an eight-month-old corgi-pitbull mix puppy named Honey, and an eight-month-old house mouse named Luna (aka Luna Moon). We are a busy bunch, quite frankly. Our domesticated animals keep us extremely busy, and, besides the constant worry of our animals getting hurt in some way, we are very grateful and joyous to have them all in our lives for the time being! That's all that really matters--the here and now.
IN ORDER FROM TOP TO BOTTOM: A photo of our cat, our mouse, and our lizard in his first (cardboard) habitat we made for him with about one hour of usage before we moved him to his new (Styrofoam) habitat.
After we had Frost, one of the family pups, release the lizard from its willful, iron hold, Jordan (this is Christopher typing, currently) quickly scooped it up, said "I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF YOU'RE POISONOUS, BUT WHATEVER," and rushed it indoors to save it with Ty. It sat in our hand, scared to death and traumatized from that horrifying experience, and it didn't move as Ty taped together a temporary cardboard box habitat. But it was breathing--heavily, might I add. It was also blinking every once in a while! So, that meant, to us, that there must've been some life left in our reptilian friend.
As you can see in the photo above, the poor little soul lost his tail in the process. (It seems to us that he also has a laceration or two on his dermis, and his back toes are a little askew, although I don't know if that's just because of his lizard type.) Fortunately, most lizards regenerate their tails' cartilage, at least. But it might be a different color/texture than his current dermis.
Ty and I have assembled a makeshift temporary habitat for our gecko. He's not in a shoebox with nothing but a pebble and some grass--just so we're good on that! We have done a surplus of research for this little guy--which, by the way, we do not know his gender yet. The poor fellow doesn't trust us enough to allow us to check--apparently, if it really is a gecko, male geckos have a small bulge on their belly side between their lower legs; females don't.
Our gecko, which, Ty and I have officially named Feifel, is temporarily in a Styrofoam receptacle with small air holes in its sides, and a glass slab for a top, that I used to use as a clay kneading surface. I know how that sounds--not exactly ideal for a reptile. But it's better than being in a pup's tummy! He has pebbles and stones, wooden sticks, a hanging stick to climb on, a hidey-hole, paper towels and newspaper for bedding (to be updated!), and distilled water in a small lid from a jar of Ty's medicinal marijuana.
Apparently, many lizards are either insectivores (main diet: insects), frugivores (main diet: fruit), or a little bit of both. I'm uncertain which type our lizard is yet, so I tried feeding it a blueberry, which I read are okay for them either way, but the gecko refused it. I presume it's not much interested in fruit, therefore veggies are likely out of the question. But I will try anything that a gecko is permitted to eat. I would love to try out raw honey for our lizard, which is apparently a neat every-once-in-a-while treat to them!
But what most reptiles like geckos truly enjoy are insects--cockroaches, beetles, ants, flies, worms, crickets, etc. In a few hours, when daylight hits, I plan to head outside, set up an insect bait trap or two, wait a bit, and then go back and collect the captured bugs for our Feifel to snack on. That should suffice, considering the type of adult gecko I think it is--a house gecko--doesn't need to eat more than once every day or every other day. I've heard people feed them even less than that--like three times a week!--and they're still perfectly healthy.
That's all we've got the time for right now--I'm parched, famished, exhausted, and I need a dang shower. My fingernails are grimy, my hair is greasy, my face is oily.. Okay, I'm done. Lol. Goodnight or good day to you, wherever you are in the world! xoxo
August 1, 2022, 10:30 pm to August 6, 2022, 4:00 am
Jordan with Clementine co-fronting and sssomeone (???) co-con
I feel as though it's either Cinderella orrr Christopher that is co-conscious right now. Just to delight you with some insight.
I would like to explain in this secondary--
Jordan with Cinderella co-fronting
Whoopsie. Had to take an intermission. It's 6 am, August 2nd, now, just to clarify.
It was me (Cinderella) who was co-con before, and I'd like to elaborate.
Allow me to explain what this blog is truly focused on--our mental health. That is the most crucial, primary focus--to keep us mentally and emotionally lucid, in the midst of it all.
We are trying to remain as stable as we can manage, as something important is inevitably and relentlessly coming upon us.
Our boyfriend, Ty--his body has re-grown the aneurysm in his arm. I'm uncertain of the terminologies, as this is not my subject, but this is what I know. He once had an aneurysm in his arm, it was repaired, years have gone by, and now he must go back into surgery to have this new growth repaired. I believe that's how it all functions, but please don't take my terms and phrases fully to heart.
This brings us to the second reason why we have begun this blog--to keep close friends and family updated on our lives, as it can be hard sometimes to find the time to write to everyone individually.
We (Jordan and the rest of the system) will be staying with Ty in the hospital for as long as necessary, but it's likely to be a one-to-two-week stay. If anyone needs to contact me or Ty, I am going to keep my cell phone active for important calls. You may message me, but try not to call unless absolutely needed. (Don't message Ty's phone, as he won't be available.)
I hope everyone can enjoy our infinitely altering writing styles. Thank you for reading this short entry! Signing out.
Hello. My name is Jordan. As such, that is the title most folks have properly known me by. Those whom are extremely within reach of me, well, they know me--us--by many titles... Ava is one of them. One of us.
This probably seems quite perplexing and a wee bit bonkers to many of you. But that's okay. I would like to explain.
We have a psychological disorder known as dissociative identity disorder, which affects our entire life experience. We are, collectively, a system, a community, a family, all in one body and one brain. We have accumulated a collective of 20+ members, meaning there are more than twenty different people functioning in our one brain.
Many of us possess the ability to control or take use of the body we all share. Everyone in our particular system can, but not everyone in our system will.
When a system member, also known as a part or alter, takes use or control of the body fully, this is known as "fronting". To take the front from someone already fronting is to take over full control, or some control, of the body.
There are a plethora--a myriad, even--of proper and slang terms and definitions for dissociative identity disorder (DID, for short). Too many to type in one post, probably, but we will attempt such to the best of our capabilities in the near future, for further, more detailed explanations.
However, in the meantime, we will define a few more terms, such as "co-con". Co-con refers to co-conscious, when an alter is near the front but not quite there enough to take full use of the body. Therefore, this would mean that two alters are technically at or near the front simultaneously. They are, quite literally, semi-aware or "co-conscious"--"co-con", for short.
Co-fronting is when an alter is fronting with just as much awareness and control as the other alter they are fronting with. However, more than two alters are able to co-front or go co-conscious at once. It doesn't always have to be two alters.
Jordan with Ava co-fronting
Co-fronting or co-conscious behaviors and mannerisms can become blended and mixed between the alters present. For example, I, Ava, am the more proper-English, expressive type. I, Jordan, am proper but more laid-back in my writing style. Colorful but pastel, neutral--Jordan. Colorful and bold--Ava. Do you see what we mean?
We are going to close out on this entry here. Thank you to all those who tuned in!
We will include trigger warnings / content warnings in every post where it is necessary. We will also be making a post about the broad topic of triggers.
