Leaf
Mia Hollow
sorry babe i can’t come over. i’m arguing with the voices in my head about whether or not they exist again
I literally 😂 Jesus thank you for the validation
One of the less noticeable but very annoying signs of DID in us is the Sudden Opinion Change.
In minor instances I can go from loving a video game and then having no interest in it and often no memory of how I felt playing it the next day.
In more common and problematic instances, it's yearning for a person and then absolutely despising them 3 hours later without interacting with them at all.
BPD culture is crying your eyes out at 1am because you can't understand why it feels like everyone around you hates you or why you feel like a terrible person even though everyone around you says you aren't.
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My version of the strip in Fallout New Vegas.
It is actually used as a poster in the Fallout Miami mod.
There was a question my therapist asked me a few years ago that I still think about to this day. And now, I shall pose the question to you:
"Are you healed or just distracted?"
What if I just started going by a different name and pronouns and had different likes and ideas and memories and opinions and presented differently and acted differently... but like I'm still me though... no I'm not a system at all...
Leaf
You are the promise I want to keep
Until my grave weeps.
You are the language I want to learn
Until our souls become one.
You are the melody I want to dance to
Till my legs turn blue.
For, you are my dose of insanity
Leading me away from sensibility,
For, you consume my entire being,
until I dream only of you again.
For, I am the river flowing with no aim
Tirelessly waiting for you to claim
Whole of me, now in vain.
For, you are in the canvas I paint,
In the poems I write
And The music I play.
Oh how you dominate my thoughts,
So much so that without you I am a body with no soul,
An ocean whose water overflows
And a star, bright no more.
For, you are the ocean I want to submerge myself in
The dream I want to conquer,
The air I want to breathe,
And the arms I want to call home.