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I’m. In. Together.
Photo taken by Mira from the midwest; a Registered Art Therapist and Certified Life, Youth & Family Coach. She is 58 years old and struggling with something she calls a “shadow” Dissociative Identity Disorder (formerly known as Multiple Personality).
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About this photo: I don’t have fully-formed separate personalities, but like the two birch trees in this dark picture, I slip in and out of focus, in and out of the light, the dark. My Others are so much like my main host personality that it’s possible to hide. I see it in some of my clients, this blurry double.
My bad days are sloppy and confusing and sometimes terrifying in their shadowy shapes. My good days are filled with creativity and joy as I jump in and out of focus and light.
The bad days. I wish I could describe the terror of feeling stuck in a blur. Time travel. Knowing but not knowing. Static on TV. I did this but maybe I didn’t. I don’t remember writing this. Why am I in this room? A vacation that never goes home. A reflection in water – wavy, slivery.
Undiagnosed adults are experts at disguising this disorder, and some of us don’t even know how talented we are at pretending. Pretending that we are one tree, not two.
**Submit photos to Broken Light here. **We’re now on Facebook & Twitter! Like us for additional work, announcements, links, etc.
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About this photo: I don’t have fully-formed separate personalities, but like the two birch trees in this dark picture, I slip in and out of focus, in and out of the light, the dark. My Others are so much like my main host personality that it’s possible to hide. I see it in some of my clients, this blurry double.
My bad days are sloppy and confusing and sometimes terrifying in their shadowy shapes. My good days are filled with creativity and joy as I jump in and out of focus and light.
The bad days. I wish I could describe the terror of feeling stuck in a blur. Time travel. Knowing but not knowing. Static on TV. I did this but maybe I didn’t. I don’t remember writing this. Why am I in this room? A vacation that never goes home. A reflection in water – wavy, slivery.
Undiagnosed adults are experts at disguising this disorder, and some of us don’t even know how talented we are at pretending. Pretending that we are one tree, not two.
**Submit photos to Broken Light here. **We’re now on Facebook & Twitter! Like us for additional work, announcements, links, etc.
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Reblogged this on Conceptual Art.
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Awesome, thanks! (I’m Mira)
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Hi there, I believe your blog and your efforts deserve to be applauded. Ive nominated you as one of my pics for the Lovely Blog award. visit my blog for more details… good luck!
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Oh my… This… just sounds so… relatable that it’s scaring me.
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I know. Believe me, I know. Be kind to yourself!
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I will try to be…
Thanks, and take care 🙂
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This must be terrifying – the picture really shows what you mean.
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I’m not sure it you accept awards but I did nominate this blog for the The Versatile Blogger. I truly love this blog and want others to have the opportunity to view these wonderful photos. You can view the nominate here: http://stuffredsaid.wordpress.com/2012/06/16/two-more-awards/
Thank you and keep on doing what you’re doing, it matters. 😉
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Reblogged this on Jennifer Standifer Site.
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