Our 'core', the person who was born into this body, is integrated with a small active alter. We couldn't find our core for years and were actually quite convinced she had died, but later on we discovered she never became older than eleven as protection of herself (so she could keep her childish enthusiasm) and had almost only experienced good things. She integrated with an extremely sad and cast aside little one (nine years old) for some reason, and now we have an active ten-year-old which we all adore, but which seems bipolar at times (either extremely happy and enthusiastic or extremely sad, hardly ever something else). But thanks to that, a lot of childhood primary school memories have been preserved, also "managable" trauma's: "That teacher accused me of standing up and being cheeky when we were supposed to write the alphabet as a test, but I didn't know what it meant, a test, nobody'd explained! She was so mean... I hate her!"
But sometimes we're angry our core didn't keep growing (older), because now we have to bear everything and switch our "head-alter" with body-age every now and again, because we haven't found a way to age ourselves. The good thing is we're doing school again since recently, but in high-school we were all there, now I can only ask help from others on the background and am not allowed to put them forward so they can do the talking to people. It's not fair, I'm so used to doing school together. Quite stupid, I know..
Well, this is a long introduction, I'll leave it at this, because I tend to regret it afterwards when I'm too open about myself, and sometimes get restless alters that turn uncontrollable. Hope I haven't crossed any line of my own or my alters

Hope to get to know everyone on here,
N.