I had posted this up in the general area first, but I thought in may get lost up there. And I thought this song is so amazing with it's description of Disassociation. I thought that maybe you all would like to see it. I put a trigger on it just in case.

"Bleed Black" by, AFI

I am exploring the inside, I find it desolate
I do implore these confines, now, as they penetrate, "recreate me"
I'm hovering throughout time, I crumble in these days
I crumble, I cannot, I cannot find reflection in these days

If You Listen, listen, listen
Listen close, Beat by Beat
You can hear when the heart stops, I saved the pieces
When it broke, and ground them all to dust

I am destroyed by the inside, I Disassociate
I Hope to destroy the outside, it will alleviate and elevate me
Like water flowing into lungs. I'm flowing through these days
As morphine tears through deadened veins, I'm numbing in these days
So.......

If you Listen, listen, listen
Listen close, beat by beat
You can hear when the heart stops, I saved the pieces
When it broke, and ground them all to dust

I know I died that night, it can never be brought back to life
Once again, I know

I think about this song a lot because I've always thought of my alters as pieces, like pieces of a glass that's been dropped on the floor and then walked on over and over again to create more pieces. And I struggle to put the pieces back together and recreate some knid of life. Ok so that's the deep thought of the day. My brain is on overload, sorry. Monty