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If I'm imaginary then you must be going crazy...: DIDYou Forums! Come and join us guys! :D

jakebabel:

DIDYou is a non-judgemental forum for all kinds of DID and multiplicity!

The site seems to be kicking off well, with 60 posts made since the beginning of September! But compared to our 255 made back in April, that’s nothing! Let’s see if we can get back up to that stage again!

Here’s the link…

How about no, I won’t join a forum run by people who think it’s acceptable to deal with conflicts by dragging them out in public? Don’t think that’s really what you should do with people ever, and certainly don’t want to be on a forum where the admins & mods think it’s okay.

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sagittariusofrohan:

Apparently I’m going to have a psychiatric evaluation tomorrow. 

At a mental hospital.

I just hope that they won’t want to keep me. I know I probably am overreacting but I don’t want to be kept there. I have heard so many horror stories. I would feel so trapped. 

I fear neither death nor pain.

What do you fear, my lady?

A cage.


I just don’t want to have to stay there. I’m so nervous and scared and anxious and I should probably go to bed but this is going to keep me awake for a while…


Generally speaking, hospitals will admit people who are suicidal (and not even always then) or who are a danger to other people. Usually, you’d already be in hospital if that were the case, or the police would be taking you in for an emergency evaluation. I’m not sure where you live, but many hospitals are over-crowded with people needing their mental illness stabilised, so they don’t take in people who they think will manage to stay alive between therapy appointments.

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valeryrelav:

no matter how bad my depression and anxiety get i know its nothing compared to j’s schizophrenia. i don’t know what its like to hear voices, hearing deamons, and really believing the worst things imaginable about everyone around me and that my life is in danger and that everyone i love is in danger. or feel that all my fears are real, that the worst i can imagine is true and inescapable.
i used to feel like j was intentionally insulting me when he would ask me or tell me terrible things he thought about me or that he was worried about but i know now its not within his control to stop those thoughts or stop seeing them as the worse way he can imagine.
i feel stupid for ever doubting him and i am weak for not knowing how to react. i was scared and what i went through hurt but never as much as j has been hurt.
i want to understand how to deal with this. i want to learn what he needs to live a good life. what i can do to help. hes been hospitalized 3 times these last 2 months. he hasn’t been out more than a week’s time. he keeps stoping his meds when he gets out and things always spiral down.
if there is anyone who has dealt with schizophrenia personally or though a loved one i would appreciate any advice or perspective on this.
i love j and i don’t want to leave him, hes beautiful and the most compassionate and supportive person i’ve ever known. everything in his life has deteriorated since his illness started to take over.
what do i need to do?

I really can’t answer too well. One of our littles experiences psychosis, and she needs comforting and assurance that there’s nothing dangerous trying to get her. She trusts my husband, and listens when he says that he knows the things she can hear/see/smell/feel are real to her, but they aren’t able to harm her.
So I’m reblogging more as a signal boost then anything else. I hope that he’s stable soon.
Just had an idea - would a safety contract work? Where he has to agree to take his meds every day?

valeryrelav:

no matter how bad my depression and anxiety get i know its nothing compared to j’s schizophrenia. i don’t know what its like to hear voices, hearing deamons, and really believing the worst things imaginable about everyone around me and that my life is in danger and that everyone i love is in danger. or feel that all my fears are real, that the worst i can imagine is true and inescapable.

i used to feel like j was intentionally insulting me when he would ask me or tell me terrible things he thought about me or that he was worried about but i know now its not within his control to stop those thoughts or stop seeing them as the worse way he can imagine.

i feel stupid for ever doubting him and i am weak for not knowing how to react. i was scared and what i went through hurt but never as much as j has been hurt.

i want to understand how to deal with this. i want to learn what he needs to live a good life. what i can do to help. hes been hospitalized 3 times these last 2 months. he hasn’t been out more than a week’s time. he keeps stoping his meds when he gets out and things always spiral down.

if there is anyone who has dealt with schizophrenia personally or though a loved one i would appreciate any advice or perspective on this.

i love j and i don’t want to leave him, hes beautiful and the most compassionate and supportive person i’ve ever known. everything in his life has deteriorated since his illness started to take over.

what do i need to do?

I really can’t answer too well. One of our littles experiences psychosis, and she needs comforting and assurance that there’s nothing dangerous trying to get her. She trusts my husband, and listens when he says that he knows the things she can hear/see/smell/feel are real to her, but they aren’t able to harm her.

So I’m reblogging more as a signal boost then anything else. I hope that he’s stable soon.

Just had an idea - would a safety contract work? Where he has to agree to take his meds every day?

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lavenderlabia:

spunkmate:

bittergrapes:

Reblog this if you are committed to making Tumblr a safe place for epileptics.

This means:

  • Tagging gifs appropriately
  • Not using flashing, strobing, or blinking gifs
  • Listening to, learning from, and respecting epileptics

For more information, please read this post or visit the American Epilepsy Society’s website

Not just epileptics. Photosensitivity (which can be triggered by any moving gifs or flashing lights or images) affects people with a number of conditions including those with:

  • Chronic migraines
  • Traumatic Brain Injury
  • Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
  • Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome
  • Depression
  • Partial blindness
  • Synesthesia
  • Arthritis
  • Lupus
  • Brain cancer
  • Fibromyalgia
  • Deafness or trouble hearing
  • Cataracts
  • Attention Deficit Disorder
  • Psychosis
  • Schizophrenia
  • Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
  • Generalized Anxiety Disorder
  • Many, many more. 

Consider making your blog a gif-free enviornment.

This is something I’m trying to get better at doing. I would be hugely grateful if readers could pull me up on any mistakes or mis-taggings. 

also, dissociation can be triggered by strobe-like gifs. our blog won’t be gif-free completely, but we make the effort to tag every single gif with “moving gif”, “epilepsy warning” and “seizure warning”. so if you find gifs problematic and follow us, please use tumblr saviour, and know that we don’t often reblog moving gifs now.

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Little hell: I need your help everyone!!

spincycledsubmission:

Okay so I’m going to tell you about my dream career.

I want to open a mental health refuge. Kind of like a youth off the streets deal, but not just for homeless kids. Anyone can come and go whenever they feel they need to. It will be like a medium between being at home and being in hospital. You…

I love this idea.

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katherineinabundance:

I noticed that all the blogs about DID are super depressing. Like, So depressing that anyone else with DID couldn’t even read it without fear of being triggered by the sad shit that gets posted. 

I know DID is really upsetting at times, really frustrating for myself and those around me, but as my friend Shady seems to believe; sometimes just laughing about the things that scare you can help.

Hell, I am pretty sure there is entire My Little Pony song dedicated to “Giggling at the Ghosties”. And that’s how I survive my life with DID. It was also my friend Shady who convinced me that we need to rectify the fact that there is no “Hey Look! We might have DID but we can also LAUGH like normal people” posts, thus leading to the creation of this blog. She may occasionally post something. She might not. Who knows.

I’m so sorry for having depression, and DID. So very sorry that many of my alters, several of whom use this blog, have grown up in pain. So, so sorry that the abuse we went through has had such an impact on us.

Listen, if a blog is triggering you, use tumblr saviour and ask them to tag posts, or unfollow. But this? I’m having a really hard time keeping in mind that you’re probably just trying to help. To me, this feels about as helpful and un-offensive as telling an anorexic to “just eat” or a person with depression to “just count your blessings” (both of which I have experienced).

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hallieshealth:

So, I know a lot of people in the fitblr community have/do suffer from eating disorders but I was wondering if anyone suffers other types of mental illness. I struggle with depression and anxiety as well as some mild other disorders. Please reply or reblog; I’d like to talk and maybe follow you! :)

we’re not hugely in the fitblr community right now, we follow more then participate right now. but we have DID, anxiety, depression, PTSD, OCD, BPD and ednos. oh, and one of our alters has some kind of psychosis going on.

so yeah. we’re pretty much always up for a talk about anything.

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Mental Health Resources

unpenguin:

I spend a bit of time putting this together over the past month. I’ve decided to put it up on my blog as it might be of use to someone else. 

This is brilliant, bookmarking it, thank you for all the work you’ve done to put that together!

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about to have a panic attack

rainbowriotunsilenced:

I just announced my psychiatric disabilities on Facebook. My sister just commented. I know other people will comment. I feel like I just made a really bad snap decision. I am panicking.

I did that. One day I posted on facebook that I have DID. Most people who know me already know about everything else, but that one I’d only spoken with a few online friends about. It was soooo scary. But it ended… okay, I guess. All of the people who commented were really supportive. I hope that you get that too, even if your family isn’t hopefully your friends will be.

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