Dissociative Strength

Heathers Helpers

When I first found out that I had Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), I thought it was the worst possible psychological diagnoses that could ever be given to a person. If you research it on almost any site, it will begin by saying something along the lines of how DID is the most severe and disabling of all the dissociative disorders.
I also feared that my friends and family would run screaming rather that deal with such a “broken” human being. These were not their feelings about it all. They were mine.
I felt broken, shattered, incomplete, weak, useless, seriously flawed, and impossible to “fix”. One write-up that  I read said that having DID was like having a 3rd degree emotional burn. I truly felt so raw at the time that I would have said that was true.

Fast-forward 2 years and my feelings about it all have changed almost completely. …

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The Day Dreamer Award

Day Dreamer award

I’ve been nominated by Josh Wrenn for the Day Dreamer Award. The rules for accepting the award are these:

  1. Thank the person who gave you the award.  Thank you, thank you, thank you Josh Wrenn!

  2. Complete the challenge they set you. (see below)

  3. Select a blog or blogs that you want to give the award to. (The amount of blogs you select is unlimited!)  

  4. Tell them about it and set them a challenge. (my challenge is at the end of the post.

    (Please include the rules in your post) Here they are. 🙂

    You can use the image I have used for the award!

    I am nominating four blogs:

    The Little Butch that Could

    Blogging for Therapy

    The Professionally Depressed Professional

    Floyd, Times are Changin’

My Challenge from Josh is to write or create a visual of a time when I had stood up for or defended someone. So OK:

When I was 17 years old I really didn’t know what my sexual preference was. I was sexually attracted to girls but I was also attracted to other guys. So I was confused and closeted. I kept my gay friends and my straight friends separate and did not discuss sexual preference with either of them.

A friend of mine told me that one night he felt suicidal and that he had called the local suicide prevention center. When the counselor found out that he was gay she became hostile, called him a sinner and read the Bible to him.

I considered it an outrage, looked up the Crisis line and saw that it was looking for volunteers.

I volunteered and was scheduled to go through a training in Active Listening.

On the day of our training the group members were asked to introduce themselves and to make a brief statement about why we had joined.

When It was my turn I said, “My name is Bobby and I’m here because a friend of mine who is gay called this crisis line and had the bible read to him. I’m here to make sure that doesn’t happen again.

Everyone stared at me in silence. I thought I was going to faint from fear. Then suddenly the group broke into applause and my career as a gay liberationist was launched.

My challenge is this: When was the last time you changed your mind about something you believed strongly?

Write or make an image about why you changed your mind.