I don’t care about intelligence. Sure once I was very smart but there’s probably collateral damage

I remember when I was allowed to reduce to haladol with Nedav – my mind damehonline again

Simon sure there is no major injury, but I do not read anymore, unless it is online and once I devoured books like crazy

Fuck I’m upset tonight

A hug would make me breakdown

I don’t know what to do – there is no one to hug me

I’ve been through all the weirdest stuff in the world and I guess there is still a few books in me?

Substack, when I can download the app and I’ll get my computer back.

Maybe Winz could house me in a motel?

Who knows why they are being so problematic?

My guess is that I dissociated and my protector told them to go fuck themselves

This illness is complicated

Sybil wasn’t a very good portrait

There are only five of me

We all talk it’s just that three are in total shock and I’ve only been taking to two of them

Who am I?

Six months ago we all used to talk

The good news is that the youngest dealt with our homeless period and he had grown

No longer is he seven – yip I remember what happened then dad

Free