I haven't been writing a lot on this blog. Instead, I have been making a habit of talking about Dissociative Identity Disorder very casually. Sometimes, I just refer to it as "my mental illness," other times I make sure to concentrate on the facets that have a wider mutual understanding, like complex-PTSD and anxiety as... Continue Reading →
Not too long ago, I was given the fantastic blessing of staying with a local woman in her apartment for a few days. I'm sure she felt a little slighted when I chose to leave a day earlier than planned after a couple of unexpected trials hit my plate.
This last month has been one of the biggest challenges for me since my diagnosis. I will admit I did not behave perfectly, but I know I did my level best. Going through a divorce for a marriage I was wishing never happened was only one small component in my January excitement. The car that... Continue Reading →
Thursday night I had a deadline in a class at school. I wasn't here. Not that I wasn't PHYSICALLY here. but I wasn't the primary personality. In fact, I have very little communication with that personality. It's not that she is a "bad" person, but I had switched. I experienced a trigger. Many triggers in fact. I... Continue Reading →
I sit here, welcomed in a friend's home, waiting to hear from a court to find out if I may appear telephonically at my divorce hearing. The last six months have been eye-opening. Crazymaking it is called, when a person sets out to abuse another by causing them to believe they are "crazy." This can... Continue Reading →
The trip to return to my home state of Washington was full of setbacks, until I actually hit the Arizona border. From there on out, it was smooth sailing. That's not to say that I didn't experience my share of anxiety; I always do when driving. However, the drive was also full of time for... Continue Reading →
If you have ever told anyone you have a mental illness, you probably know "the look." It happened to me yesterday, where I volunteer. The lady who gave it is a sweet and kind soul and probably had no clue it was even on her face. But it was. She gave me "the look." I'm... Continue Reading →