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Humans cannot even live in harmony with their own species and somehow still convince themselves that meeting an extra-terrestrial species would go smoothly
trying animation again!
[image description: a gif of a drawing. a person with shoulder-length brown hair, a blue shirt, dark jeans, and black shoes is shown looking around with a lantern. there is a set of stairs behind them. next to the stairs is a grandfather clock and a table with a lamp. to the left of the person is a cupboard. the floor is wooden, and the walls are covered with various paintings of moths. there are a few spiderwebs as well. end description]
Some of my favourite Wanda looks and sitcom themes from past episodes! Gonna miss hearing “previously on WandaVision” but definitely not gonna miss yelling at the screen when “please stand by” pops up lol. Now EXCUSE me while I continue SOBBING about the finale
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Here is my submission for @zakeno’s Mental Health Zine to help fight stigma in the professional field. My contribution is about my experiences with Dissociative Identity Disorder, which is sadly highly stigmatized and misunderstood, even within the mental health field (despite there being tons of concrete research to support it). Coming out about having DID is a thing that makes me very nervous, admittedly, but I want people to know that Dissociative Identity Disorder is very real and we deserve to be acknowledged and not feel like our existence has to be hidden or shameful.
I’m posting this comic in full is because DID deserves so much more recognition than it gets, but please go check out the kickstarter for the full zine and consider supporting it: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1056477701/the-animated-brain-mental-health-in-the-animation
Since I was limited to 5 pages for this specific project, this is only the very bare bones introduction to DID, and there is easily a million more things that can be talked about in how it presents and affects people individually, but hopefully this is a comprehensive introduction based on my personal experiences.
Even though this is only 5 pages, it was one of the most difficult projects we have done and took a few months because trying to get everyone as an alter to contribute when they were fronting to show our range in skills was a waiting game. Sadly, we were running out of time so sort of just had to have whoever was out at the end finish it (which was mostly Devyn).
Like briefly talked about in the comic, DID forms in response to repeated childhood trauma (generally by ages 6-9) when failing to integrate a singular sense of self is needed for survival. This failure to integrate experiences, memories, etc. leads to these self states being able to function independently from each other and control the body at different times with varying levels of amnesia between switches. As time goes on, the more each part experiences different aspects of day to day life, the more and more differentiated and developed they can become from each other. Even though alters can be highly distinct and can function as if they were individual people (and boy can it feel that way on top of a lot of us preferring to be acknowledged as separate from each other in our body), the reason it’s called Dissociative Identity Disorder and no longer goes by its outdated name, Multiple Personality Disorder, is because alters aren’t actual separate fully-fledged personalities, but instead a single individual’s life and experiences split up from each other in a bunch of dissociated self states.
If anyone is interested in knowing more about DID, I always recommend this website as a great source: http://did-research.org/
I’ll also throw in the Myths and Misconceptions page: http://did-research.org/did/myths.html
Spoilers: No people with DID don’t have secret killer alters and are no more dangerous than literally any other person. DID is a defense mechanism/way you develop to navigate your environment, and for us specifically, we continued to be victims of abuse and mistreatment even until recently due to our amnesia and lack of awareness hiding the knowledge when people were harming us.
Happy Mental Health Awareness Month, everyone!
some tone tag emojis for when you’re nv! i plan to make all the mainstream ones I know, so there’ll be one more post of 9!
in order: /gen = Genuine /hj = half joke /lh = light hearted /neg = negative /pos = positive /s = sarcastic /srs = serious /j = joke /t = teasing
Feel free to use in your servers, and if you like what I do, maybe send me a tip?
I feel so lost. I don’t know what I am or who I am. I don’t know why there are voices in my head who come and go and come back again. Voices I can hear whispering in the back of my mind to me, and voices who shout in my head and make me cry while I feel their anger coursing through myself. Are they real? I don’t know anymore. I don’t know if I’m just fracturing myself in trying to find more answers, or if the voices are trying to vanish and leave me alone. I don’t want them to go. I want my friends to stay, even though they’ve only ever existed inside my mind.
What if they’re not real? What if they never were? What if I’ve fooled myself and my brain just fabricated all of this in trying to understand why I’m not normal? I don’t even feel real anymore. I am a blur and everything else is crystal clear. The more I look for answers, the more distant my mind becomes. I feel alone in a way I haven’t in forever. Even the voices barely talk to me anymore.
Whatever it is that I’ve experienced, I know I haven’t faked it. It might not be OSDD or schizophrenia or BPD or whatever, but it’s something. It has to be.
Right?
Journal entry thing
I’ve been dealing with some stuff for a while now, and I took a psychology class recently. Now whenever I casually drop something about what I’ve been experiencing, my mom looks at me suspiciously and says “where did you get that?” as if I read it somewhere in a textbook or tumblr post and took it on as a malingering ‘symptom’...*sigh*
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