Today I went to see the psych. Actually, that was yesterday, dear. ~brows knit~
Anyhow. Yesterday we went to see the psych. It went awesomely. Caught up, briefly, on this past month, went over some crap, talked about depersonalized memories which apparently are part of being awake and seeing things but not being the one running the show, so to speak, which is how it is a lot of the time with at least a few of us. There are usually more watchers than actors, I think.
Anyhow. Also Wraith has been active, and we have been able to write again which is FANTASTIC. O_O
I kinda had to... ~Thinks~ What was I saying? Oh. Nevermind that for now. We were all ######6 switchy and she said we switched very "smoothly." Whichi s something we kinda knew but we still feel kinda caught with our pants down and exposed when we're caught in the act of switching as somebody has to "pick up the reigns" and fetch info and all of that $#%^ in a big hurry from somebody else and it doesn't always go smoothly and we all tend to feel kinda retarded. <.<;
But yeah everybody wanted to be out at once and it was awesome and kinda fun but hard to keep tihngs straight and not go off on tangents and forget what was about to be said because everybody wanted to get their chance and yeap.
~Thinks~ Writing. Wraith. Someone wanted me to say something about that but slipped into the back. ~Tilts head~ Something about how it went.
OH YES! Couldn't write today. But then I took a nap and STILL couldn't write. Until I wrote down what I "saw" in what I think was either a dream or a conversation between alters that I was only half-aware of. Either way after I wrote down that, I suddenly knew what I was supposed to be writing, and I did.
I wouldn't mind making a habit of this getting home and writing short pieces of a story thing. It's very therapeutic.
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