[Text: This alter has limb dysphoria.]
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I hate this body.
I hate my stupid limbs.
I wanna cut them off.
Being in this body is weird.
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body dysphoria sucks.. limb dysphoria sucks.. i split without my legs, and i formed whne the body was a child. other system members are like me, or feel similarly and have their limbs inner world. it's weird. Shane. Star. Faith. Niko. Kitty. Gage. just to name a few. it's odd. - Andy
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i was told "were all human" today way too many times . no we are not . we are not all human . i am not human . not human not human not fucking human . fuck you . speak for yourself .
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trying to cope with limb dysphoria and NOT sh is so hard...
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I was at work the other day and was suddenly so painfully aware that I was breathing and that my heart was beating and that when I moved it was because I have muscles and bones and joints and nerves, I felt so disgusting in that moment I hope it never happens again
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we need to post all of our art so next while we will be posting old art this is coping vent through Dream - Shane
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He feels like a stranger in his own skin.
A funny thing to say when he doesn't have real skin. Puppet parts locked together to appear human.
But maybe that's the point. He isn't human and that's why his entire being is unnatural.
Fingers trace against his back, slipping into cracked holes that were sockets for something that should have turned him into something that felt right.
It failed. He was never meant to feel safe.
He was always meant to feel like he was disconnected from his shell, like a specimen on the doctor's table to be taken apart and put back together as the doctor wished.
He was always meant to fail to be what we was created for, called useless by his mother and have his dreams stolen by others.
He was always meant to feel like he doesn't fall in line. Deciding to be a person that he was not meant to be. And no matter how hard he tries he will never quite feel like that person.
He dips his fingers into the cracks of his arm and face, knowing that no matter what he'll do, he'll always be...
Not himself.
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