Really noticing today how much effort Sev has put into maintaining the appearance that we're still old-Sev. I've been wanting to throw everything away, change our name and career and clothing style and move away. I haven't done these things. I'm not out nearly often enough, I know it would upset a lot of the others, and I haven't had the energy anyway.
I'm in better communication with everyone now and I've been out more. It's still distasteful to many for us to do all of what I want to, but I think I'm starting to have some sway in terms of getting rid of things...mostly because no one is all that connected to a lot of this stuff. Even though we remember going through the process of getting this stuff, it all mostly belongs to old-Sev. I worked with the littles to figure out which toys they actually want to hold onto. There are a few stuffed animals they don't exactly want to keep, but the attached feelings and memories still need to be dealt with before they'll be okay with throwing them out and we can set them aside for now.
I think Sev is still attached to the idea that we'll return to old-Sev being the main host one day. It was her job, originally, to run the life while old-Sev healed enough to return. A lot has happened in our system since then, and our parts fit together differently now, we've grown. The world has changed too, and old-Sev would fit into it differently.
It feels like a waste to throw some of this stuff out, to others, and I can see their point. I also resent this mess because old-Sev was only partially-organized and there is so much that is just a mess of "ongoing" projects, long-since abandoned due to her dormant state.
A few weeks ago when we were fighting off a fever and having strange sleep, a younger instance of old-Sev (from before the adulthood trauma that lead to her going dormant and lead to my existence) waved to the dreamer from a distance, like someone spotting you across a room. That version of her hasn't come to front yet and I thought we had lost her completely. We all thought the old-Sev who has surfaced in recent months was the only version. I'm crying as I write this and that is so startling because I never feel much at all, but these are my feelings I'm experiencing, not someone else's.
Oh my god i was so afraid she was gone and I didn't even know.
I'm sobbing and I didn't even know i could experience feelings at all. This hurts so much. I miss her and I don't even know if she ever knew me. She was only vaguely aware of there being others.
**Trigger Warning: self-loathing, comparing self to other alters, mention of abusive ex**
Okay, I have regained my composure. That was unexpected. Taking that emotional experience into account, I think maybe I would like to move on from hope of her return. I think it would be reasonable to put a lot of this stuff into boxes for her to have later, and have out more stuff that relates to the rest of us. Maybe it has just been painful to have reminders of her around everywhere, especially because i am in many ways her opposite. She is wildly creative and I am very disinterested. She dresses oddly, because it delights her and she is a little unaware of how offputting it can be and I dress to blend in, like a basic b. I don't care about anything and she delves deeply. I only recently started bothering with chores and taking care of the body, because I recognize myself as part of our system and I don't want to make things harder for everyone else. We've gotten a few things for me, but I guess i feel suffocated, like I am bad and unwelcome and detract from the system as a whole.
I'm crying again. I guess when SOHank commented that I sounded like I was in a lot of pain on my first thread, before I had a name, he was right. I didn't experience feelings at all then.
I guess I feel like if I weren't here, detracting from the system by being basic, there would be more room for her. Like I owe it to everyone not to be here, not to exist. I showed up to experience the abuser while old-Sev retreated more and more frequently so she wouldn't die, because it was killing her, it was an environment where she couldn't survive because of the abuse of our ex. I am the embodiment of the things our ex was super-hateful towards that weren't old-Sev. Old-Sev was everything our ex was angry and bitter and jealous of not being, and old-Sev tried so hard to help our ex to have success of her own. She didn't want that though, she just wanted to destroy old-Sev so that there would be no one having what she couldn't be.
**End Trigger Warning**
No one else in the system is telling me I can't be myself or that I'm not welcome. I think there's still discomfort about my disinterested nature, because the majority of this lifetime the host has always been very passionate, and I'm out with greater frequency lately. If I just let myself like what I like, even though it's "basic," I would probably be helping the whole system as well as myself. Even in this, I'm very unlike the rest of the system: nearly everyone else is okay with who they are, and old-Sev was always of the opinion that it's best to be who you are, no matter how weird that makes you compared to others. She embraced it. I struggle to, and I think it's because I'm not weird, except when compared to the system. Like that isn't good enough, even though old-Sev wouldn't judge if it's sincerely what someone wants and likes.
I miss her so much.
Blanca