Once upon a time, a little girl was running from her dad, she knew she was in trouble, not sure what she did, but she feared for her life...she ran into the back yard, with dad close behind, she dodged behind the swing-set by the back chain link fence and her dad grabbed the swing and whirled it at her, striking her in the face (which ended up with stitches)...she started crying...her dad grabbed her and dragged her to the fence...along the way, he picked up a jump rope which had been laying on the ground...
he pushed her against the fence and tied her to it....then left her there....all alone, bleeding from her cheek....it started raining, it got dark, she wet her pants..
She doesn't remember being untied, she doesn't remember how long she was tied to the fence like a dog...
she doesn't remember even crying.......her friend took it all away.....
I've just discovered I have D.I.D. Its not easy for me or my alters. As you read these blog entries, some are by me and some are by them. Each one us expressing a moment of joy or frustration as we learn to adapt to our new life and flood of bad memories.
Sunday, January 13, 2019
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