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Plural culture is being terrified of ruining the host's relationships with others because you know these friends are what saved your host, and your system as a whole. These are people that you know and trust deeply, but they don't know you. To worry that they don't want or care to know you? That's a kind of heart-breaking thing.

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Our Thoughts on "Final Fusion"

I just saw a post that was talking about how they believed that the only way to live a functional life with a dissociative disorder that causes plurality is to work towards final fusion. Which I don't personally believe is true, and I find this line of thinking to be more than a little prejudiced.

I think if your system decides final fusion is the way you need to heal, that's wonderful. I think if your system decides that working towards better communication and focusing on healing your parts through integration (if fusion happens along the way that's cool) then that is equally healthy and happy.

Final fusion is not realistic for every system, and is not the answer for every system.

I think some aspects of fusion can even be traumatic. Becoming someone new(that you have never been before), having to re-cope with trauma that two alters healed from separately, other headmates missing friends that fused... It's just not the answer all of the time. It's complex and nuanced and it's unfair to pretend it isn't.

The point of plurality is to achieve functionality. Our brains split to survive and live like those around us after experiencing extreme damage. We are built to thrive with the damage we have sustained, it is almost an insult to the (sure, imperfect, but also) very capable evolution of our brains.

I don't want any arguing/debating about this, and I don't want any unnecessarily aggressive responses, but if you'd like, I'd love to hear some other plural opinions about this in the comments.

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Top ten things to know about our beliefs before you follow this blog!

We use the block button like the devs intended, do not test us.

Antis aren't welcome on this blog, nobody wants that kind of toxicity. Ship and let ship, it's block on sight if you aren't with it pals.

We're not gonna tolerate any right wing bullshit on our blog. This includes stigma related ideals about mental health, personhood, and accessibility. This blog is run by a queer, disabled plural. Please be SO for real.

Keyword blockers are everything when navigating online

No one deserves harassment over fiction. Public figures (excluding Politicians) deserve privacy and don't deserve harassment unless they've committed some truly horrible act. (Internet drama is not a horrible act)

It doesn't matter what you're diagnosed with, it doesn't matter how mentally ill you are, you are responsible for your actions and must take accountability for them. As a host it is your responsibility to right wrongs committed in the body, regardless of whether you committed them or not.

Plurality is a spectrum.

Not all plurality is dysfunctional, it doesn't need to be "cured" it needs to be functional.

Plurality is under-researched and almost impossible to accurately research. There is so, SO much we don't know. You've no way of telling if someone is plural or not. Endos are probably plural they're likely just in denial about their trauma (anything can be traumatic for a kid, it can be hard to recognize traumatic events and remember them) and denial is not functional.

We're always open to new friends, plural or not.

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Suspected diagnosis: OSDD-1b

(we can't risk getting more than a confirmation from a therapist/being diagnosed on paper because our physical health is so severe. Living in America means that our healthcare is limited and prejudiced, we will not be taken care of the way we need to in the event of emergencies where we live, if we are diagnosed. As unfortunate as that is, we still plan to work with a therapist to achieve the most functionality possible for our system.)

Diagnosis: C-PTSD, H-EDS, POTS

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Ohh I have a hot take/side tangent for this one!

Even if you are accepting and welcoming, getting angry at someone for not telling you that they have a dissociative disorder, that they're a system sooner, is unfair.

It doesn't matter how much we trust you, as a system, at the very core of what we are is trauma, fear, and the desperate, desperate need to survive: and when you tell someone? There is this primal, inexplicable feeling within you that screams that you are risking your very survival. It curls around you and whispers, "you have severed your own head, you consume your own tail, you have wrung your own rope."

It is horrifying to tell someone what you are: You're not just telling them you're a collection of people, you're telling them you have been irreparably wounded, you're telling them you have gaps in memory that can be exploited, you're telling them you have trauma wounds that are deep enough to shove a whole hand into. You are making yourself a level of vulnerable that a singlet will likely never, in their whole life, understand.

"I'm okay with you having DID, I just don't want to talk to or meet any of your alters."

I'm an alter too, you know. Every single time you've interacted with me, I'm an alter. Even before you knew I had DID, even before I knew I had DID, we've been speaking to each other as various different alters. To ask to only interface with one singular version of me because you find the other versions of me uncomfortable to be around is hurtful.

We have little to no control over who's fronting at any particular time. We switch a lot, that's the nature of my system. Even we don't know who's fronting all the time, not least because we're discovering new parts still all these years later.

And, ultimately, they're all me. If you've only met one version of me and like that one version of me, do you truly like me? If you've only ever gotten to know me in that particular mode, how well do you actually know me? How can you say you love me when there's all these other me's that you cast aside and ignore?

You can't say you're okay with my DID but then ask to never get to know my alters. Because, ultimately, that means you never get to know me. And that means you're not okay with my DID- or with me.