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Drew this to represent how I was feeling after our last session with Safety Queen on Friday July th 2012 

 (In honour of trusting her and taking her hand to help guide me, we are wrapped together by my ribbon (Goy Goy) Question: Color or no color? She said, (when I was struggling and crying) that her office I could call home. This made me cry hard, I felted warm, care for. It was awesome and overwhelming if that makes sense. She is such a gentle soul, a blanket, a teddy bear, a journal, a kind heart, that I am proud to call my therapist, even if I view her more as a spiritual healer. 


 
 I am looking back over and over and over in my mind and through boxes of cards I have gotten over the years and not one card says this is it time to grow up. Time to lose all the things that bring you comfort. Bye bye to your sippy cup, no more sucking your thumb, you are officially too old to be tucked in at night.  I wasn't ever too young to be taken pieces from my soul as a small child, in Strawberry Shortcake Jammies. Then as an adult I would be looked at as a freak for living in a 34 year old body and owing a sippy cup, using the excuse when in view, "oh yeah, a friend left that here the other day when visiting." I only take comfort now in the things I was deprived of as a child, either through not having it or not having enough of it. It's no different then someone who sleeps 6pm - 2am or 3am - 11am, still both get 8 hours. So why in my life that has got to be my own and life is for living for the things I want out of it. So why am I judged for getting the things now as an adult to feel good that I should have had as a child....go ahead send the card, judge me, whatever you like, cause your view of who I am has changed with facts, but the reality, I am still who I was yesterday, I did nothing wrong, just got a little more braver....
 
Today we saw PDoc P and she thought it might be a good idea to see Safety Queen our T today after our session with her cause we were feeling so unsafe and she knows that Safety Queen gives us a safe feeling. We spent the time reconnecting and coming up with ways to stay safe. After I told her I would put SI #5 on the coping list she made us a new list (in the picture above). This is helping me to have the strength to get through the next little while. And she left little secret notes to some parts to see as well. So we all have options to cope.

So working through this day 20 as we speak...Any questions about list, you may ask. We love feedback and are willing to share around all this. 

May this DAY 20 turn into 21 days in 5 hours! 

(Sprayed out T's name in blue for confidentiality.) 
 
My New DID Photo Collage "Many Faces/Alters" Original Kido Bunch, As you see us!
 
These, these days, right here in this moment is when I hate having DID, I hate trying to figure thoughts out, I hate being a walking riddle, a talking quiz, a lab rat to the unknown. Who are you?? Why are you here now? Have you always been here? What do you want me to know? and most importantly why these games for me to guess. I love you, I love all parts but please help me understand who you are and why you are here???!!! Are you the one showing us new memories? I am struggling now with a new/maybe just seen part! Sigh, I am so tired and scared, scared if I can keep fighting this fight. All the littles are really close, I feel so sad cause it is like they are all in a crowd waiting for me to invite them into my arms to hold on to them. How can I be there to hold them =’( when I am the one in need of being held. I am not trying to assume what it will be like but I am not looking forward to the days ahead. Co-Consciousness is scaring me, this is new and I’m not so sure how to deal with it. I mean, I get it, I understand what is going on but my fear is that it is too much to handle all at once. Well it feels like all at once. Where’s the off switch? What if I can’t handle this…I am overwhelmed, scared, and afraid that…well just that I can’t handle it…. =(
 
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1. The illness I live with is…
Dissociative Identity Disorder, PTSD, Anxiety Disorder, Addiction (drugs, alcohol, self harm, food) Bulimia and Depression.


2. I was diagnosed in the year…
DID: Age 17 PTSD/Anxiety Disorder/Depression: Age 13 Bulimia: Early 20s Addict: Late Teens


3. But I’ve had symptoms since…
I am guessing around the age of 4. I remember kindergarden and how tough it was with these pressing issues.


4. The biggest adjustment I’ve had to make…
Living alone isn’t an easy adjustment. Also having friends in my life today is difficult. It isn’t always easy to explain where you are at. Staying clean is a huge adjustment. Viewing life though clean and sober eyes isn’t always easy.


5. Most people assume…
That I can just “STOP” or “LET IT GO!” Also that therapy isn’t do much good. Therapy in my view is not to fix me but rather to maintain me. 


6. The hardest part about mornings is….
Not knowing what to expect of the day or who I will be or where I will end up. Also most of my panic attacks and anxiety come in the mornings.


7. My favorite medical TV show is…
Hmmm, not sure. I am a die hard fan of Law and Order SVU though.


8. A gadget I couldn’t live without is….
My computer I guess cause I do a lot of theraputic work on here, such as my site and blogging.


9. The hardest part about nights are….
Nightmares, flashbacks, alters not quieting down enough to sleep.


10. Each day I take ___ vitamins and pills…
I am only on 2 Psyc Med right now. Also medical meds for Diabetes


11. Regarding alternative treatments…
I believe talk therapy is the best because it is our secrets that keep us sick. Also being inpatient has always benifited me cause I am taken out of the environment that feels hard to cope with at the moment. Being around professional staff helps keep me safe at times.


12. If I had to choose between an invisible illness and a visible one, I would choose…
Ultimately neither. Or Both. Cause invisable means I can hide when I need to yet visible I think people are more able to understand and/or accept.


13. Regarding working and a career…
I am looking forward to working towards being a therapist. Who better to understand. It saddens me though cause I seem to have bouts of work here and there but hard to stay stable at this point in my recoery.


14. People would be surprised to know…
That I have DID and that I struggle as much as I do when I am alone. Also that I love country music lmao


15. The hardest thing to accept about my new reality is…
It’s gonna get tougher before it gets better. And that once you open things up, there is no off switch.


16. Something I never thought I could do with my illness that I did was….
Work, acting, and making and maintaining new friendships.


17. The commercials about my illness…
Are not enough. Most are about meds and side effects, we need more real educating. Especially around DID.


18. Something I really miss doing since I was diagnosed is….
Feeling okay about who I am. It wasn’t until after dx that I felt feelings of embarassment and shame.


19. It was really hard to give up….
Drug and Alcohol…My way of coping before it turned on me and made things worse. It was like losing a best friend.


20. A new hobby I’ve taken up since my diagnosis..
Photography. Helps me to see how the alters view the world too and what they like to look at.


21. If I could have one day of feeling completely normal again, I would…
Not even take time to think about that. There is no again for me, I have only known me this way, this IS my normal.


22. My illness has taught me…
That as smart as humans are, how stupid they can still be around mental health. We sent a man to the moon, Makes things fly, found a way to travel on water, and our tec world WHOA, yet you can still find a way to be ignorant towards things you know nothing about. Human compassion has a long way to go.


23. Want to know a secret? One thing people say that really gets under my skin is..
“DID isn’t real.”
“Just let it go.”
“Choose to be happy.”


24. But I love it when people…
Really listen and ask questions because they want to be a better person just for knowing.


25. My favorite motto that gets me through tough times is…
This too shall pass…


26. When someone is diagnosed, I like to tell them…
That you can still life a full life like everyone else. And don’t let it define who you are.


27. Something that has surprised me about living with an illness is…
There are a few who are willing to learn, listen, and love you, just how you are. You just have to risk and give people a chance. This is hard but I try to live by it.


28. The nicest thing someone did for me when I wasn’t feeling well was…
He held my hand, told me he loved me, and that I was deserving and worthly of living.
She validated how I was feeling and made me see that I am a Beautiful Handful.
She gave me her time, ear, patience, and a hug. The Purple Sparkly Ball was an awesome bonus too...hee hee. 


 29. The fact that you read this list makes me feel…
Like I have a voice.

 
You stole a piece of me.
A piece lost forever.
A piece floating, lost someone in time.
A missing space left where that piece of me should of been.
Left feeling all alone in this world.
I am many, not by choice.
Alone and cold, a child with no friends.
Dark and scared, blind folded and unaware.
Not knowing it's wrong but knowing it's hell.
I found a way to make it, a way that left me lost.
No one to help me, to keep me safe, no one to hold me,
struggling to live just one more day.
The dream to start over, to get a chance again.
To dream of unicorns, candy, and a kiss from the prince.
Instead a wish whispered into the night.
For light, love, safety and one wish.
A wish for them to stop and a body that is mine.
Tears flow and then stop in fear.
Weak and shakey, broken and bruised.
Wishing she was never born and questioning why?!
What has she done wrong.
Her inner friends come to stay awhile.
Some older, some big and some very strong.
Some little, some scared, their here to share.
Unable to indure alone.
They came to her when she called.
No real friends only those inside.
And when one wants to talk the others go and hide.
I tried to push them all away,
They say I'm loved and mean it alot.
Wish I could feel it instead of the emptiness within.
Used and abused, left cold to rot.
They were my only comfort.
As a child I talked to them plenty.
Now grow not so much.
Most days I feel bad.
Not worthy to live.
Destroyed beyond repair.
A handful we've become.
I'm sorry are words I wish I couldn't say.
But I say them often and I say them everyday.
Where do we go from here?
Are we going to make it?
Always find the strength to make it one more day.
Today there are people.
People who say they care.
Soon these people will let go of her little hand.
Will she take her first steps on her own?
Only time, of which she rarely has will hold the unknown.
 
Today I had a team meeting with: 
 -long term therapist of 3 years
-aftercare group therapist/ one on one
-current one on one aftercare therapist
-Pdoc
-Social Worker
-Sponsor
-Me/Us (Paula/Sarah were present as well)

I was so afraid of this meeting, as I appeciate each person there one on one, it was alittle intimidating to be in a room with all of them together. Wasn't sure what to expect. Would they like each other? Would I be heard? Will I switch from feeling overwelmed? Would my sponsor get to share what he needed too? Would everyone leave that room with a plan in mind, most importantly me? These and many questions I faced when I walk into that room. I knew that changes would be the #1 outcome of this time together. As a result of this fear I had Paula and Sarah at the front when I walked in. The first thing I did was tell them both they could stay listening and I would speak for them but please not to take over the body, as I needed to be very much present for this meeting.

The meeting went so great. We managed as a team, and may I add I love feeling apart of this team, to come to create a great plan for my therapies in the near future. It is nice to be on a team that is focused on my well being and being a part if the decision making too. I was very much involved.

My long term therapist and I are taking a break over the summer. This worries me cause as much as it is healthy to start breaking from her a bit I can't imagine life without her. She has given me the gift of boundries and has created a safe environment for me to come to and vent. So with fear I am going to make the healthy decision to take a break. Many inside do not want to leave her either. Some are saying that we need her cause she is the first to welcome us all as a whole in that room, every session and has even helped Paula feel a little more comfortable. She is around in sessions lots more. I am happy about that. Anyways, feeling the fear and doing it anyways.

I will start seeing the aftercare therapist one on one over the summer and I couldn't be more happy about this, as I adore her and she has become the first person ever, I mean ever, that not one alter dislikes. Some proceed with caution, yet they are all. we are all open to hearing what she has to say. Many times when I sit in a room with her present I find myself looking over at her and thinking wow, this woman is too cool. I hold her dear to my heart and am too happy to work with her in one way or another.

My current one on one for aftercare is the most beautiful, patient person I have met. I have one more session with her and this saddens me but I am very proud that we are using our words with her help to get through it. The littles are the most upset and Tracey scares me the most when leaving her because I notice that Tracey feels like cutting everytime the topic or feelings around leaving/ending come up. Will write more about this as it approaches. We will miss her greatly.

Seeing our new Pdoc means so very much as we have been looking to work with someone with her knowledge and education around DID for so many years. It also helps that she has an awesome personality that makes us smile inside. We are so excited to hear she has an opening avaliable to start seeing us. YAY! This is the best change that I heard in the meeting, Looking forward to working with her very much.

My social worker is such a sweetie and so helpful when it comes to helping with housing, school, and other community supports and although she is an awesome support we are cutting down to seeing each other 1-2 per month as suppose to 4 times a months. This will take off some stress of keeping up with so many appointments. However we are greatful to have her come and see us at home. Makes us feel safe knowing someone is checking in from time to time.

Then there is my sponsor. The greatest man I have ever met. I love him dearly and feel his love for me in return. He made me feel so special today with his words of caring, support and love. I am truly blessed to have him show up for me when I needed him most and he did it and took time off work without hesitation. I love him and am proud to call him Dad.

A special thanks to all of them for being there with a common goal to help me. To help us. Everyone in that room either has great knowledge of DID or willing to learn. Either way they care about us and their support always goes above and beyond. Thanks also to Paula and Sarah for giving me the space to be present in this meeting. It meant a lot to me girls.
In Love and Light,
Valynn
 
A video I made awhile back that I wanted to share.
 
 Day 23 is A letter to someone, anyone!
I am taking this title literally, Writing to no one I know, just to that
someone, anyone who reads and listens.


Dear Someone/Anyone,

Have you ever felt so alone in the middle of a crowd?, That you were
screaming and yet only silence was heard?, That even with your best efforts you
come up short?

I have, I am there now. Even when my rational mind knows that people love and
care for me, I am embarrassed to admit that I feel so isolated and alone.
Everyone in my life is trying so hard to be there for me and yet, as my core
belief whispers to me daily..."It's never enough..."

I feel like I don't deserve those who care for me and love me so. I also
secretly, quietly, at night alone, hope that they would just disappear and then
I could just end it all, knowing that no one will be affected from my exit from
this planet I've called home for 33 years.

This world, this life is way out of balance for me these days. More bad,
evil, ugly, then good. My childhood was not one to make a scrap book of memories
over. I sooner forget it. Not such an easy task. My past has it's hands around
my neck and more times then not I can't breath.

Simply opening up my mouth doesn't offer air to my screaming lungs. Rather I
breath through my skin in the form of red tears. Each scar left when settled
tells a story of torment, abuse, evil, and hate. Love is no where to be found in
these times.

Escaping from my mind happens when the white powder is forced up my nose or
the intake of anything that detaches me from my body. A temporary fix that
leaves me with the same horror I try to escape when I return and with nothing
less then added self hatred.

Another form of escape comes from an uncontrolled place when I sit in a
frozen position. I travel to other times, places, and memories, through
alters/dissociating. "We are one body, many souls." My name is Valynn, I suffer
with addiction (145 days clean today.) I am tormented with an addiction to self
harming. (I cut mostly.) I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse/rape. (As a
result I live with DID ~Dissociative Identity Disorder.)

If you or someone you know is suffering please know, you are not alone. I am
the living proof that although we suffer many times alone, in silence, we truly
are not by ourselves. Many, so many, can relate. That is why I feel it is so
important to share your story, through words, song, art, pictures. Whatever
outlet helps you breath in a positive way.

So we can be heard not necessarily by others who don't understand but rather by those who do. So we can draw upon each
others strengths to continue to survive. We were victims, we are survivors but together and only truly together can we become thrivers. The people we were meant to be. Our pain and suffering doesn't have to end in vein. We can use it,
to become powerhouses to those who have not yet found their voice.

I love you all, not because I know you, because I am you. Many have walked the same path.
Let us join hands and hearts and help each other feel the love we all deserve as
human beings first and foremost. Keep yourselves safe tonight and hold onto my
hand knowing in this very moment of darkness, YOU ARE NO LONGER ALONE!


In Love and Light,
Valynn ~Safe Hugs~

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