Dissociate Stories

'Living in Neverland left me empty whilst Wonder sparks in Wonderland where all I feel is down under'. Life from a distorted Snow Whites perspective. She never truly fou...

This is going to talk about my experiences and my alters will give some information about themselves!

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

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...

Ego Death

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...

i don't know how to explain this. i guess it's kind of like a diary? warning- could potentially be triggering... in lots of ways. please don't read if you're easily upse...

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...

when nothing feels real and you're slipping in and out of dreams, no longer able to differentiate reality and fantasy

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...

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

You pulled me out of the dark.

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

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

A poem about panic attacks

I am facing again the thoughts I thought I fought

Entry 5 - circa 2017

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