This journey seems to becoming increasingly intense. I am often unprepared for triggering days which causes me to feel out of control.
Losing time is never easy and especially this far along on the journey. I feel defeated each time it happens. I used to be angry at my alters but I learned that I need to be patient with my selves and this process.
Finding myself covered in my own vomit, acting out suicidal programming is never a great way to start the day. It’s days like today that solidify the reasons to heal and move on. I don’t want to hurt or be sad but in that particular dark moment- I was deeply saddened for the little people who live inside of my mind who protected me.
I think that the love I have for my alters only gets stronger as each day passes. My life would be significantly different if I didn’t have the little people who live inside my mind.