I'm remembering bits and pieces of what we went through. Not a lot, but enough to have my body shivering, the system in upheavel, and my mind more unbalanced than it already is. It all started last week. I don't know what started the trip down memory lane, but I'm not liking it.

I've asked my care-giving/negotiating alter where the **** is it coming from. It turns out I have two negative alters,and they're both having a field day with sending me fragments, and screaming a child's scream that is reminscent of my own.

My Protector's doing what she can to silence them, I'm told. But they tend to take advantage when my Protector's fronting trying to protect us from the triggers on the outside.

It's tiring, and it's wreaking havoc on me, and that's affecting my friendships, my mood, my job.

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It's been a long few days.