#dissasociation

[thatkoiboi]

//WARNING: meltdown, dissociation, spiraling//

I'm proud of you and all your accomplishments! Everything will be okay <3

[daily-haley]

Co-workers: you're so anti-social, always in your little world.

Me: *sitting in the corner, disassociating while writing my book in my head*

[whumporama]

Whumpee who has freed themselves, and is back to safety. They're sitting on the edge of the bed as medics/healers are taking care of them, and they just feel numb.

They barely register the touch of the medic, barely respond to the questions asked. They know they should probably feel pain, or relief, or anything, but it feels like they're underwater, and everything is muted.

[00l6]

Painting a dream I had that stains my mind till this day. Being out in the open ocean at night 🌟

[vixensofdeath]

every day it gets harder to live. I get out of bed and don’t know what I’m doing, I don’t know who I am, I don’t know what I want or need. I simply do not exist.

[sir-anon-acc]

Hey! If you are anti-endo or pro-endo, please keep reading!

We are traumagenic, and have only recently started learning about endogenic systems. I am aware of the fact that an endogenic system is one that forms without trauma, but I am entirely confused about it in every other aspect.

I have searched quite a bit, but I'm struggling to find any unbiased information whatsoever. I am aware that DID/OSDD are not the only type of disassociative or identity disorders, so I am attempting to be open-minded here, but I just don't have enough information to morally form an opinion.

I'm hoping that by crosstagging just a little and stating my stance that I can get both sides of the argument in the replies. Please, if you are anti-endo and have reason and resources, or you are pro-endo/an endogenic system and have reason and resources, please reply to this in some way. Please don't come for me in any way, I'm simply trying to educate myself on the matter. Until we have further information, I will remain endo-neutral, and I will do my best to keep an entirely open mind. :)

[es0tericdoll]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖🎀 ࣪ Disassociation queen ⋆🎀౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

[stargirlanthem]

every day, i feel less and less real ✶⋆.˚

[cognizantluxation]

[sarrowskulz]

I’m a disaster… I’m a fuck up… I’m a disappointment… I’m a disgrace… I’m a poor excuse of a person…

[thebad-lydrawn-sanses]

Okay wait so dream had a vision of the future kinda like what shattered dream had and tried to change the future is that what happened?

Dream: my eyelights Nightmare: the villagers are giving us a lot of stuff. it's nice. Dream: my eyelights. Nightmare: i like your new eyelights. Dream: please keep yours. Nightmare: …I'll try?

Villager: Dream, I need to talk to you. Dream: oh! is this about your dislike of my brother or your house burning down? i heard about it. that must've really sucked :) busy lately? Villager: uh- yeah. My sister was terribly injured in the fire, so we need apples for her recovery.

Villager: my mommy told me to give you this Dream: thank you, Charlie. tell your mom i said hi. Villager: it's a pie. Dream: thank you. Villager: she says your brother is a bad person and should be executed. i think i agree, 'cuz he's really scary. Dream: he's really nice. you should be nice to him. Villager: oh. okay! he's still really scary though.

Prophecy Nightmare: HEY. Dream: AAAAAA-

Villagers: "Are you okay?" "Dream, can I get an apple?" "Are you okay?" "Are you okay?" "Are you okay?" "Can I have an apple?" "Are you okay?" "Are you okay?"

Nightmare: are you gonna sleep tonight? Dream: no Nightmare: did i- do something wrong-? Dream: no Nightmare: are you okay? Dream: no Dream: yes

Prophecy Nightmare: LYING TO YOUR BRO? COLD. Dream: god damn it

[imbecominggayer]

How To Write Supressed Memories

From @differentnighttale we have a new ask: "How do I write a character who becomes a murderer without knowing while dealing with his repressed or surpressed memories?"

The condition that causes "repressed memories" is called dissociative amnesia.

A) Dissociative Amnesia

Dissociative Amnesia is caused when a traumatic or stressful event is so emotionally overwhelming that the brain builds walls surrounding the memories. This either blocks out severe or long-term trauma.

In most cases, the person still has the memories but they're just kept seperate from the everyday consciousness. Ultimately, dissociative amnesia is one of many different kinds of coping mechanisms that the brains adopts whenever a situation is so deeply traumatic and life-altering that the brain needs to shove it away.

However, despite the fact that the consciousness can't actively recall the memories, the traumatic event would still impact their behavior subconsciously.

For example:

giving them a phobia with seemingly no beginning

a refusal to enter in locations for no obvious reason

an avoidance of certain types of people

flashbacks

nightmares

Most people aren't aware of their missing memories until outside circumstances remind them. For example, military men with PTSD might forget the days following the return until someone mentions it.

This time can stretch from days after the trauma to months to even years.

B) Can Murder Be Traumatizing?

Answer: it depends

If the person is murdering people with a cold-hearted attitude and generally fine with murder, then they probably wont be traumatized.

However, if these murders were commited by a person when the tensions were high then it might result in dissociative amnesia.

Another contributing factor in this hyperspecific scenario might be the person's own internal beliefs of themselves! If someone is so convinced they are a great person, then they might shove down memories where they weren't a good person.

[damien-devil-art]

[whumporama]

A constantly dissociated whumpee (though severeness varies depending on situation) but who needs caretaker to help them with everyday life?

Whumpee sat at the table, staring blankly at their half-empty mug of tea. Whumpee's gaze wasn’t focused on anything, drifting somewhere beyond the room.

"Hey," Caretaker spoke gently as they approached. Their voice cut through the haze in Whumpee's mind, as they did so many times in these past days. "Here, you need to eat breakfast."

They placed a plate with toast in front of Whumpee, nothing too complicated. Yet pulling themselves back into their body and focussing on the food was an effort for Whumpee. "Right," they murmured, voice distant. They didn't make a move to eat, their fingers curling into their lap.

Concerned, Caretaker crouched next to them. "You're in the kitchen, it's morning," they spoke, the words having become a routine. "There is food in front of you, you're safe, Whumpee."

Whumpee blinked, frowning. They looked at the toast again, like they'd only just noticed it. "I-" they started, losing their trail of thought for a moment. "I don't think I can." Their voice broke on the last word, guilt flickering across their face.

"That's what I'm here for," Caretaker reassured them with a soft smile, as they took a piece of toast. "I'll help you, okay?"

Whumpee hesitated before nodding faintly. Caretaker guided the toast to their lips, waiting patiently for them to take a small bite. Whumpee chewed mechanically, their eyes glancing away as if they weren't fully present again.

"You're doing great," Caretaker said to break the silence. "Take your time."

Caretaker wasn't sure if the words reached Whumpee, but they thought they did, as Whumpee's hand finally moved, grabbing the mug. They held it gently, feeling the gentle heat warming up their hands.

Whumpee didn't speak, but they didn't need to. Caretaker knew they were struggling, but they were getting somewhere. And that was all the thanks or acknowledgement they needed. They would do whatever it took to help Whumpee.

[bookmothic-dyke]

I exist. And for today. That certainty. Is enough.

[vixensofdeath]

my life has just been a series of waiting to feel better and never being able to because someone or something happening. I’m tired of going two steps back every time I step forward. I just wish there were something out there for me, and if there is, I wish it’d come faster.