Monthly Archives: April 2014

the dress girl and other mes

I honest to goodness thought there was just one of me. I won’t go so far as to say, I thought I knew me…  Before my breakdown and even in the early years of my work with Carol-the-trauma-therapist, I often felt … Continue reading

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i don’t wear makeup. i don’t wear dresses.

I don’t wear makeup. I don’t wear dresses. I laughingly tell people, “Hey, I grew up with three older brothers, got used to being ‘one of the guys,’ what can I say…;” or I grin and go, “I came of … Continue reading

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paul

When we moved from the the big two-story house on Knickerbocker Street to the smaller ranch-style house on Caldy Place, our huge dining table was relegated to the Caldy basement. There was no way that dining table could fit in … Continue reading

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can’t remember the first time my father molested me/can’t forget the last

I cannot remember the first time my father molested me, just as I cannot forget the last. I remember two “last times,” actually, unless they are both part of the same, one.  Dissociatively, I “see” both memories in snapshot format, or, “brief video … Continue reading

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true confessions: i used to try to kill myself

I used to try to kill myself.  (A lot.) I am so glad I was unsuccessful — Whew!? — and also, that I don’t try to do that anymore. JOY I would have missed out on:  a son!  Talented-artistic, he made … Continue reading

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memphis, part 4 of 4

Next stop, the duplex on the corner, about a mile & a half from Graceland, empty lot filled with dandelions across the street, blacktopped street in front. Where my sisters would completely stop being my sisters and become instead, helpless zombies … Continue reading

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Thoughts about DID, Diagnosis, and Parts

Originally posted on Multiple Voices:
You might have noticed that I started telling the story of Anna, a person with multiple parts to her personality. If you want to know how Anna’s parts came to exist, and why, you will…

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