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deceased-bunny · 10 months
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"Where we always wanted to go"
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danneroni · 3 months
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when ur fursona has a fursona 🙂
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thecorvidforest · 8 months
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a piece we made to visualize being co-conscious
[Image description: a digital painting of the reflection of a light skinned person’s face in a round mirror. the mirror is cracked into four pieces, and each piece shows a part of a different person. one piece has two eyes on the left side of the nose. one piece has dark brown eyes and hair and shows the majority of the face. the two other pieces show ginger hair and freckles.]
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a-place-to-exist · 11 months
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this is so simple that it's silly but this is what the headspace feels/looks like for me :')) It's just like my head is empty behind my eyes and the others (conscious?) are chilling there... At least it was like that before, things have changed a bit (the 'room' feels much bigger now, more like an infinite space)
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secretsofscythes · 1 year
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on dissociation
Gabriella Bates and Jennifer S. Cheng, So We Must Meet Apart / Leonardo Santamaria, Self Portrait in Motion / Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals / Chungking Express (1994), dir Wong Kar-wai / Edouard Labrosse, Huile sur toile / H.G Wells, The War of the Worlds / Darling Josephine, The Home Page / Olivia Laing, The Lonely City / True Detective (2014) 
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brainviolation · 10 months
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avirei-arts · 11 months
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Get It Together
You have work to do (that essay is due at 11:59), so you have to sit still and focus now, and not look at the figure now, and ignore the taste of iron and the smell of a memory vaguely tugging at the back of your eyes and the touch of a boy (you never knew).
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daniemililly · 1 year
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New comic in my series about living as a plural system (having dissociative identity disorder)
When you get caught rapid with the real reason you came out as a System lol
Previous comic: Balance (CONTENT NOTICE for SA)
Comic before that if you want to skip that one: Always
Next comic: Believe
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zinzabee · 10 months
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It's getting bad again.
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Having dissociative amnesia can be a confusing and distressing experience. Individuals with dissociative amnesia experience gaps in their memory, meaning they cannot recall important personal information that is not due to ordinary forgetfulness. The memories that are lost cannot be recovered through normal means such as reminders or suggestion, and the individual may have gaps in their memory that can last anywhere from a few hours to several years.
People with dissociative amnesia may feel detached or removed from their surroundings and may have difficulty with day-to-day activities and relationships. They may feel a sense of confusion or disorientation and may struggle to make sense of their experiences. They may also feel a sense of fear or anxiety about what has happened or what they have forgotten.
In some cases, individuals with dissociative amnesia may experience other symptoms such as flashbacks, dissociative identity disorder, and depression.
It's important to seek the help of a mental health professional if you are experiencin
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deceased-bunny · 1 year
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DXM Dreams
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danneroni · 10 months
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B:/ Start Up 💾🐰
For @pawberryjam
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cmentarnypies · 8 months
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Noc komety z kodem kreskowym Time to burn with a barcode
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gloomygvrl666 · 9 months
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happy<3
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lilacs-world · 1 year
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DID: A Complex Existence
Inside my mind, a world exists,
Where different personalities persist.
They come and go, each with their own voice,
A kaleidoscope of selves, a dizzying noise.
Some are young, some are old,
Some are shy, and some are bold.
They take turns at the helm of my soul,
Their stories intertwined, a complex whole.
One day I am me, and the next I am not,
A stranger to myself, a confusing thought.
I watch from afar as my body moves,
As if possessed by another, it grooves.
This condition, they say, is called DID,
A disorder that's hard to understand, indeed.
But to me, it's just the way things are,
A constant dance, a shifting star.
I am not broken, I am not insane,
I am simply different, with multiple brains.
And though it can be lonely, this life I lead,
I am grateful for each part of me, indeed.
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brainviolation · 10 months
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