Historias de Dissociative

A persona is a mask many people wear to adapt to social situation, sadly for most the world forces them to put one on. Even worse sometimes those mask become your face. But what happens when it's too much , what happens when the world takes too much. Simple......you take back what the world stole.

*Picture aren't mine unless I say they are need Proof and I'll add it* I can't draw tho so don't expect much lol. Simple person reborn into a skeleton, person adopted by sans and papyrus, person is traumatized, author is traumatized. Not really lol I just have no idea how to write descriptions. It's A/B/O coded but not in the full way more of like they have instincts and they growl and pur and shit. No alpha man make here lol, and it's the regular we are stuck in another universe with no way out trope. Have a fun read if you like it!!!! * DONT COPY ON ANY OTHER SITE WITHOUT PERMISSION * that would be mad embarrassing lmao

What our disorder is, terms, and intros

pain and suffering.

Ivy "Red" Calloway wakes up in St. Dymphna Psychiatric Hospital with no memory of how she got there. Again. The doctors say she has Dissociative Identity Disorder. Inside the ward, she meets four other women-Marla, the dangerously charismatic heartbreaker; Nell, the poet who speaks in riddles; Sasha, the girl dissolving into perfection; and Angie, the weary mother figure hiding her own ghosts. Together, they make up a twisted sisterhood of the forgotten, the misdiagnosed, and the misbehaved. At first, their days are filled with group therapy, bad cafeteria food, and whispered secrets. But soon, mischief turns into mayhem. And when a challenge to outwit the staff spirals out of control, the women are faced with a terrible question: Are they playing the game, or is the game playing them? A dark, haunting, and deeply human story about madness, survival, and the blurry lines between reality and delusion. By Cydney McMillon

(Raiden x Reader) ------------------- Life,for you,was not easy-in fact,that is an understatement. As a young girl,you had a normal, happy family with your mother and father. However,at age six,you were awoke from your slumber one night due to strange noises. Curious,you wondered around your home until you stumbled upon your parents' bedroom with their door ajar and splotches of blood that led from the hallway into the room. Startled at the sight of blood,you went into the room to see the corpses of your parents,both cut into big pieces with surgical precision. Petrified,you ran to your best friends' house where you were able to get in contact with your aunt,Stephanie,who then comes to pick you up in the morning. Not to long after,you,for some reason, was taken in to Lambeth Asylum in the White chapel district of London where you were diagnosed depression,PTSD(post traumatic stress disorder),and DID(dissociative identity disorder),otherwise known as Split-personality disorder--causing the doctors at the asylum to be baffled since it was a very rare mental condition. You were immediately taken away from London for further research,eventually becoming a lab rat for a military company. Until,he helped you...

Dissociative Amnesia. That's what Dr. Harvey had called it. She was lucky that Sebastian had found her when he did, because she would have died from hypothermia out in the snow like that... But now she couldn't remember who she was or where she came from and no one in Stardew Valley recognized her. She had no name. She had no identity. The townsfolk simply called her... The Farmer.

Matthew Grey is a sixteen year old adopted teenager. He lives with Walter and Angie Wilson who are respectively his aunt and uncle and their daughter Mag. Although with a scarred emotional past, Matthew is your typical teenager - he loves to party, and is insecure. When stress gets to him, Matthew starts acting different, and it shows, leading him to find things, or more importantly, people who are closely related to him, which he thought he would never find.

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This is a series of essays and shorts about our DID system and experiences. These are our opinions and thoughts. Not everyone will feel the same as we do.

My demons and a keyboard

A FavreMySabre Crafting Dead Fanfiction This story starts where the series has ended. It will be continued though fate, understanding of the series, and logic. Also with the power of Fanfiction. ... If they manage to escape the facility unharmed it won't change the world. It wont change their suffering. Dimtri will struggle to fight with one arm. Sabre will struggle with the bonds he has made. This world can be saved, but only if the past comes back. Only if he tries to remember. Remember why the undead started, remember who controls them, and remember the cure for the undead. It is pulsing in your veins. Survive Sabre, it doesn't matter who else dies. It has to be you. You are the only hope. So no matter who dies or turns on your path. Please. Survive for tomorrow. -Father

(Warning reader, this book contains secrets that should not be known by any mortal. If you have come into possession of this book then you must guard it with your life, for if this book is in the wrong hands it may alter reality as we know it.) Signed, The Seamstress Why are you here? Did you simply pick this book up on a whim to read? Did you find it abandoned on a library shelf? Did you have it sent to you? Did a friend recommend it? Well I suppose it doesn't matter much, you're here now and that's what's important. I guess I should introduce myself; my name is Frost, I've lived in Somnium for all my life. What is Somnium you ask? Why it's where we are right now but it's also nowhere. It's something yet it's nothing. To be completely honest you were the one to create it. Because it's creator was humanity, but yet they think it not to be real.

My best attempt to describe the daily struggle of being dissociative. Sometimes, sharing your truth helps.

When someone tells you that they are a System, you automatically think of computers, right? Well, in a way, you could say that we are a computer of sorts - only one that creates different individuals to co-exist inside one body to help us function throughout daily life and cope with our trauma. Interested? The human brain is a wonderfully complex thing, and DID and OSDD are amazing and intriguing, yet they are also formed from prolonged, repeated, and severe childhood trauma. In this book, we will explain what they are, the difference between them, and also introduce you to some common terms used within the community and medical field. Disclaimer: We are NOT professionals, nor are we giving medical advice or therapy. We are simply explaining things to you from a system's perspective. Let us make that clear now. And, please, remain respectful.

Does bad thing always happen to good people or is it that the bad things happen to bad people? A story about a narcissistic person who is too caught up in chasing for the ideal that doesn't exist. On the outside everything is always okay because we only know half of the story. [In progress.]

Learn the backstory of how DID works, is formed, and what the terminology means!

a poetry diary documenting my life, my mental health, and my loves.

Even at a young age, Vent was already admired for his exceptional ability to recall concepts. It wasn't just any ordinary memory-he possessed a photographic memory. Beyond that, he had a heightened sense of smell, something he kept hidden to avoid it being used for evil purposes. Chaliyah Sweet Roma, on the other hand, was a woman with dissociative identity disorder, a condition where multiple personalities emerged due to the severe trauma she endured during her childhood. When Vent and Chaliyah met, he was immediately captivated by two things: Chaliyah's alluring appearance and the mysterious shift in her personalities, each accompanied by a distinct scent. As they grew closer, countless trials and challenges-seemingly laid out by fate itself-threatened to tear them apart. Will Vent be able to overcome the obstacles that stand between him and Chaliyah's heart? Can he VENTure through all possibilities for his Sweet Aroma?

Oneshot inspired by Enamour Me, the sequel to Mr Tattoo, both by NoPressureJustBoxers. Set two to three years into the future from Chapter 8. I wrote this piece to be a standalone. You can read this without reading the source materials. I highly recommend the source materials on their own merit. Give it a chance. The characters are not mine. They belong to NoPressureJustBoxers.