Cptsd And Petplay Is Such A Magical Combo. Shelter Dog Rizz. Freaky Bdsm Scene That Only Ends Because

It's all fun and games until a system mate comes to Co-con while you're showering.

He wolf whistled at me and called me a "Tumblr sexyman"...

Goddamn it, Toya. /aff

Being plural sometimes is being super deep in a self destructive maladaptive daydreaming session and having another alter *literally* shake you back to being aware, being able to give them hugs and have someone to cry on while you try and ground yourself. An extreme act of love and care.

Other times the little bitch that runs this blog steals AN ENTIRE HALF GALLON OF MY CHOCOLATE MILK AND THE LAST OF MY HOMEMADE BBQ SAUCE

May you're a bitch and imma eat whenever snacks our boyfriend buys you next /hj

-Eef

Shout out to headmates who are sourced but aren't introjects!

This could mean kin identities or even just deciding that you are/look like/are sourced from a thing you like now, just because you said so!

Maybe you are an introject and decided to have another source.★

Keeping the Simply Plural app installed is such a hassle for us because the host keeps jumping rapidly between believing we're a system to not believing we're a system. Like?? WE'RE RIGHT HERE!!

Our Splitting Experience

hi! i figured id write about my experience with splitting as someone who struggles with blurred dissociative barriers and difficulty with headspace connections

cw/tw for splitting talk and such below the break

so for me, when i split, it starts with extreme dissociation.. like really bad.. and when i dissociate my eyes essentially unfocus and its nearly impossible for me to refocus them.. then comes a nightmarish headache, and i just need to sit down and try to stay calm

now this might just sound like serious dissociation or like a panic attack or whatever else others may connect this to, but the difference for me is that i start to hear the new alter's name echoing through my head, in some weird way.. idk how to explain it other than by saying that.. it slowly gets more severe, and sometimes those echoes will have other information included, but the dissociation will reach a peak as well as the echoes before it all just fades away.. it leaves me exhausted and drained, and its very unpleasant.. from there, the alter will have some kind of rudimentary form, and over a short time theyll fully develop.

keep in mind this is just my experience but i wanted to share it in case anyone else feels that way.. :p

so thats all! - 🌹

Anyone have headmates who just sit in co-con with a song playing in their head that everyone can hear? Like audibly? Because its become a running joke to play effectively elevator music while nothing is happening with the body. Other headmates will play an alarm sound when it's time to wake up. Is this just an us thing? Being able to project semi-audible sound clips to front? Its kinda fun but sometimes I just Hear Something and I go "the hell was- oh its you" and it makes me giggle. Anyone?

I was holding the hand of a little in co-con as we were walking and it was genuinely so weird to go at my walking pace. Like yeah we’re in the same body but they’re small and can’t keep up :((

reclusive child with elaborate imagination and maladaptive daydreaming to plural teenager who doesn’t identify with thier own body anymore pipeline is unfortunatelg real

Can't think too hard about our own plurality or we might have a mental breakdown

Like, who are we at any point? We blend so much and so easily it's not even just our default state, we're never anything else

Does who we were still exist? Did they ever? Who am I? Am "I" one of these facets? Am I a shell? Am I the remnant of who we used to be, the original, or just another headmate?