Dissociate Stories

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Hello! This is just a quick profilers story for my alters. D.I.D- Dissociative Identity Disorder, formerly known as Multiple Personality Disorder. The main list is linke...

***trigger warning for entire story*** i get it. i'm emo. this is for me tho. just let me make my own type of art. maybe this will help me remember. **trigge...

What the subconscious may hold, truth or not, is something to be ventured.

a journal for when i probably dissociate or lose my mind after going through a lot of things //cover is not definite

Gerard Way was hopeless. He only had his little brother, Mikey. They had always been close but Gerard knew he was slowly tearing them apart. Mikey was the only thing he...

Aloneness is different than lonliness.

When a person has Dissociative Identity Disorder, there is a place in their head where the alters go when they are not in control of the body. These are called Inner Wor...

Sometimes, When life gets really painful, My eyeballs flutter around, Like tiny little butterflies, And my brain flies away, To better days.

in every version of her reality she always makes it to the end. I. and if I'm close to Suicide it's because she hovers over my grave pruning wilted petals before they f...

a poem I wrote on February 12, 2020

I am facing again the thoughts I thought I fought

the quite girl and class clown have a lot more in common then u think ⚠️HUGE TW⚠️ •TBC •

Room of Requirement fire from Draco's pov. Idk what I'm doing but here goes! *Disclaimer: obviously I don't own the characters or Harry Potter, and I also don't hold wit...

You pulled me out of the dark.

Life can be a pain when you're self medicating.

A poem about panic attacks

We are a system that has been attempting to get diagnosed for several years now, but since that process is very slow, we have to try some healing on our own. Some alters...

Life can drag you down, sometimes you help it.

(Ranked 30th in Adrenaline, and #1 in Whatsgoingtohappen!) Who would you trust in a room full of strangers? How could you tell who had your back and who was hiding a dag...