we have been crying very frequently for at least ten days, probably more. (our short term memory is a sieve, yet one more problem) tonight we were downtown watching the christmas parade of lights and willow came out and we cried for nearly the entire parade. we are in a little bubble of surreality, nothing looks quite real, lights appear brighter than they should be. we have to, at times, audibly talk to one of our alters to try and soothe them, no matter where we are. we are in a cold state of fear often. our suicidality is at a dangerous level so we are doing our best to cling to the resources we know are out there but it isnt easy.
we have been working on a system map (an idea we found on the Facebook DID group an it has evolved into our attempting to create a visual representation of a lifeline for us, beginning at birth and going from there. we have our first twenty years mapped out more or less and to look at it is painful, far more painful than we were expecting it to be. we have put little red markers to indicate specific truamas and there are a lot of red markers it makes us cry and working on it gives us flashbacks but it seems to be also somehow cathartic