[anderson]

to the leaders and other users of this page. we the borg were up half the night trying to firgure out a way to unite the new members and help them feel at home in one body. In all our research of the diffrent books and surport systems. the only thing that has brought us peace is laughter. so like a true borg I am putting an idea out there if this is wrong. I appologise up front. the project that we thought of and this is for our newbes and oldes was to put together our own "chicken soup for the souls, we salute all those that live with MPD/DID" WE want this book to be about hope of life and love. For so many years we had friends but no one face to face that truely understood our issues and our pain. Last night we concluded that we are a new subspieces of the human race. WE do not look diffrent on the out side but our minds our thought are so diffrent from the single minded people. Do you all remember your history of the dark ages. No one believed that the word was round. Everyone was taught that you could only go so far until you dropped of the face of the world streight into hell. well you gused it we all live in our hell not becouse we want to but the mential health community has yet to accept us as a whole. until than those of us that are willing to help each other even with just words of encoureagements is the best we have. so my request from this community would you help me put a book together of hope and life not only for us but our SO and children. MY personal email is littleones91@yahoo.com. I want this project to be by the people and for the people.

[Miracle1986]

I think this is a GREAT idea anderson!

[phoenix7]

good idea

[Eriksplus]

We agree with you wholeheartedly.
Laughter is huge in our system, and most of us feel we're not members of the human race anyway.
(Kay)Erik

[Hunny]

Yes, we only feel safe saying 'we' or 'I/we' here : (

When we go out onto other forums, we have to be a 'nice' person.

we we we we we we we we we we we we we we we we!!!!!!








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[anderson]

In my bio-years I have bounced back and forth in presenting our selves as single and plural. Now that the majority of the town knows about it. I actually have some freedom. It hurts that some people out of fear and bigatry will not stop and learn about something that is diffrent from them before they hurt us. Yet here , I was accepted slowly. I may have came on to loud due to my lonelyness but even just being able to read the words the languge that we use allowed me the curage to do what I needed to do to heal. Just an hour ago I went to a store that I use to work at. I went up a am friend and out of the blue we just looked at him and said you know my younger parts,ya he said the only difference between me and you raising kids is that you have to change diapers and I don't. He looked at me and said what? that is the only difference between your children and my inner children. They wake up, they cry because they are afraid and I still have to comfort them when other people hurt their feelings. He asked if it was really that bad. I said only when outside people act as if we need no contact or love. You know he hugged me just as a friend for the first time. It was during these moments that I realized they never once heard me when we cried in pain but when I took the un-known and made it known that people started to see me diffrently. that is why we want to write a book so bad not to make fun of us but to help outsiders to see that we are diffrent yet still the same. My bio and short story is already being passed around. People are finely seeing that we still feel and yes remember but I am not the only one that lives this way they need to hear from us just like those that are going to the book store looking for answer needs the softer telling that they are not alone. We are survivers, we have learned to endure things that single mined people can not fathum. The only way to help those to grow is to bring our real lives to the front not come out but put information to help pave the way for those that are comming into being and for those that feel totally lost becuse they can not find the softer telling of the truth that you can be healed and still clam you parts.

[Hunny]

Dearest Anderson,

Thanks for sharing about the little town's growing up. Learning to love and accept different folk or at least someone different from themself is a good goal. It's like any bias, prejudice or bigotry it takes time, effort and the inclination, if they want to change.

Freedom to be who you are is a wonderful thing! The main thing, like you say, is to not give up sharing the story and being patient with them while they learn and accept as we ourselves have had to do with ourselves.

Your right, out of years of our own fear, that of others in the community and great aloneness and lonliness we come on a bit strong, at first, but being ignored so long and even being rejected is really painful and traumatic in itself.

Probably, courage plays one of the biggest roles in getting this freedom! We see that now. For going before us, we have much gratitude, for all of them and you! For sustaining till we could even gain our strength, well there are no words, just a conviction that we'll put on reserve for the 'right time'.

You write so many truths here to read over and over in order to fathom the depths of it. You see, it is the same here. For a while this post was almost lost to me, thankfully I found it because there is so much similarity in thinking and processing. It is so welcomed and just creates in us a feeling of: "hey there are others out there who suffered, struggled and have overcome. So, maybe we can too.

I use much energy and there is a pressure build-up always talking in the singular, "I". When we use the plural...well the internal connections seems to be faster. We tend to get less mixed up, as we are speaking for many. For the society's sake though, someone does speak the singular "I". It's exhausting though. But, it will only help if our communities, that each of us are in, can learn to hear the truth of the 'bigger picture of 'we'.

Your story of the man who asked about the internal children, illustrates perfectly the 'good outcome'. Your courage to talk to him about your internal children must have been a bit scary but also liberating. We chuckled too, that you brazenly decided to show the gentleman the work load we carry, sans the diapers (although some did/mlp may need those too, we don't judge).

When you took the 'unknown' and made in 'known', amazing way to put it! The people perish for lack of wisdom comes to mind here but there is hope in that in little increments we can all do somethings, our part. '

"A softer telling of the story of how we endured things single minded people have not had to endure", is how you put it. This is just so sensible! As in not a textbook of 'how to's' per say but a kindly explanation for those that will, to open their eyes to what has had to be endured.

Their tongues would have to stop wagging and their gossip mills stop producing, their dismissive spirits to end and their hautiness to be gone, though. When they learn to understand how a person can be so hurt as to shatter and split and what the outcome of that hurt can do then we will be finished telling this side of the story. We will win, we will be accomplished and we will be considered whole, even if we still have parts.

Here's to paving the way for those coming along who will find 'a softer hearing' on the bookshelf. I love that: "a softer telling". No ones likes to hear the harsh words of trauma but a soft telling may soften the hearing of it.

Thank you for saying so much here that we will keep it forever.

Originally Posted by anderson

In my bio-years I have bounced back and forth in presenting our selves as single and plural. Now that the majority of the town knows about it. I actually have some freedom. It hurts that some people out of fear and bigatry will not stop and learn about something that is diffrent from them before they hurt us. Yet here , I was accepted slowly. I may have came on to loud due to my lonelyness but even just being able to read the words the languge that we use allowed me the curage to do what I needed to do to heal. Just an hour ago I went to a store that I use to work at. I went up a am friend and out of the blue we just looked at him and said you know my younger parts,ya he said the only difference between me and you raising kids is that you have to change diapers and I don't. He looked at me and said what? that is the only difference between your children and my inner children. They wake up, they cry because they are afraid and I still have to comfort them when other people hurt their feelings. He asked if it was really that bad. I said only when outside people act as if we need no contact or love. You know he hugged me just as a friend for the first time. It was during these moments that I realized they never once heard me when we cried in pain but when I took the un-known and made it known that people started to see me diffrently. that is why we want to write a book so bad not to make fun of us but to help outsiders to see that we are diffrent yet still the same. My bio and short story is already being passed around. People are finely seeing that we still feel and yes remember but I am not the only one that lives this way they need to hear from us just like those that are going to the book store looking for answer needs the softer telling that they are not alone. We are survivers, we have learned to endure things that single mined people can not fathum. The only way to help those to grow is to bring our real lives to the front not come out but put information to help pave the way for those that are comming into being and for those that feel totally lost becuse they can not find the softer telling of the truth that you can be healed and still clam you parts.

[anderson]

Thank you we really needed to here good things we are happy and sad. For all those years that we felt so alone. than to find this page when we were really looking for a place to move to for shelter. you all give us hope we need you all we need this web page. thank you all for giving us the shelter from the storm