Something is different now. I can't quite put my finger on it, but somehow the dynamic between my advocate and me, is changing.
Past couple of nights, he has been distant, like lost in thought. I feel like I am in his way. I always have some sort of "honey do" for him...I wish I was able to do more things myself...I wish I didn't help with anything, ever.
Have I finally done it? Have I finally exhausted him with my/our neediness? Is he tiring of me and the mental nightmare of Sparrow?
I can be so fucking hard to deal with...confusing, frustrating, whatever, and I have been so down on myself because of my weight, maybe he just needs a break...
He hardly made conversation with me tonight. I could tell he just wanted to leave and go home, why he stayed as long as he did is surprising. I asked him a couple of times "whats wrong" "did I do something" are you "mad at me" "whatcha thinking" and each time he said he was fine...his foot hurt, or he just had a long hard week at work...both truth...but there is something else...
There are so many things I cannot do and I need his help. He says he likes the sense of accomplishment when he performs a task...in other words, he likes getting it the fuck done so he can go home.
As I am typing, I am starting to feel my hands tighten up...I know I am trying to disassociate...I need my box, but then, I need to feel this way, I need to be punished for demanding too much of my advocate, because of me, things are changing. I am ruining everything...I always do...he tells me all I do is" bitch bitch bitch"."you like to complain"..do I? does it really come across that way?? twice tonight he mimicked me in a not nice way, in a mocking demeaning way...I felt humiliated that I come across or sound that way....
what a loser...can't control my weight, can't control the alters, and can't control my words, cant control my tone of voice, can't fucking do anything right.
She is right, so right...I am a loser in the end.
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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.
Tuesday, July 7, 2020
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