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Knight

a protector in a system who feels as if their role is comparable to that of a knight in any way. they could feel responsible for protecting a "royal" figure, a city, their people, etc.

Sword (or Swordknight) (left)

a knight who is primarily offensive or active in their role as a protector; the blade that wards off incoming harm from the system.

Shield (or Shieldknight) (center)

a knight who is primarily defensive or passive in their role as a protector; the shield that blocks the system from incoming harm.

Dark Knight (right)

a knight who aligns more with the image of a "dark knight" than a traditional knight. this may be a knight in dark armor, or any other personal interpretations.

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median culture is am I dissociating or is there just someone layered over me

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   ＠ Disador

A Disador is an alter that holds feeling of resentment to any romantic partner(s). This can be for any reason, and they dont particularly have to be harmful.

' May be to the systems partners, or not.

Requested by anon!

[Plain text start: Disador. A disador is an alter that holds feeling of resentment to any romantic partner(s). This can be for any reason, and they dont particularly have to be harmful. 'May be to the systems partners, or not. Requested by anon .Plain text end]

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Hiiii

It’s Harley

I’m high as fuck and horny as fuck ✌️😘

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#hypersexualalter

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does not support "endogenic" systems

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Shell alter or monoconscious?

Does anyone know the practical difference between being a shell alter and being monoconscious?

Both have in common that switching is without amnesia and feels like you are becoming the alter that is switching in.

The only difference I can think of is that monoconscious alters have a shared consciousness while shell alters are a consciousness that is always in the front but that's more a theoretical difference than a practical one that actual affects how it feels to live like as a shell alter or as monoconscious.

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A big thing that hinders us is also just my need for fucking control. I dunno. I'm a fucking shell I think. I'm front stuck. But even aside of that, I'm a fucking control freak. I don't wanna fucking let go. I don't wanna let the others handle their shit. But it's also really easy for em to front through me. I feel everything they feel. I fucking hate it. Control freak, but also so easy to be used. Needing to know absolutely everything when, in reality, I'm one of the people that knows the least about this fucking system. I can feel they know more. I can feel there's a lot I don't know. But I don't know when or even if I'll ever know that. And that pisses me off.

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the more i& try to explore and differentiate facets and figure out who's fronting, the less sure i am of like. the idea of our 'core' self actually being a person who's there???? i guess that's medianhood but it is so so strange realising we basically never feel like The Self Of The Body. i thought we might have that kinda thing as a primary/host facet but it's seeming less likely and more as though it just sorta functions as a shell identity for the rest of us vibes. very weird

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Genuine question here:

Why don't endos just be polyminds ? This is exactly what I have been wanting the endo community to do. A community completely distinguished from CDDs, they don't use CDD terms, nor relate themselves to systems in any way. And yet, they still are their own community, with their own ideas and way of living that isn't making a mockery of a serious disorder(s), nor spreading misinformation about said disorder(s).

Polyminds are actually so fucking cool. I genuinely do not understand why endos don't just identify as polymind. That would solve this entire issue.

No more stealing terms that refer to a disorder and muddying up the definitions, no more invading spaces for traumatised individuals, no more spreading of serious misinformation.

And, best part, they get their own entire community ! Maybe most endos just don't know about polyminds. You can check out info about polyminds here

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You know that feeling when you think you know who you are, but then get talked to in headspcae by the person you thought you think you were?

No?...nvm then.

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IM TIRED OF THIS GRANDPA

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It's hard knowing that there are people who do not like me

and haven't seen the best of me. Their opinions -- if they even think of me at all -- most likely do not hold me in high regard. I was a burden and difficult and troublesome. I made their life harder and they had to remove me from their environment.

It's embarassing more than anything. I know that I'm a person -- and thus good and bad and many other things -- but I take a lot more pride and comfort in the things that make me good (cheerful, encouraging, and warm) than the things that make me bad (burdensome, difficult, and troublesome). I do not enjoy all parts of myself equally. I don't even tolerate all parts of myself equally. I gravitate -- as most do, I'm sure -- to the parts that feel like soft sun on my face. Hell, I lean in towards the parts that feel like oxygen supersaturated wind, that ramp me up into a manic torando. I drag my feet towards the parts that bring me back towards the Earth. I (some parts of me) hate the dirt and the mud. And some of my most crucial parts live there. Unlike (some of) me, they never get to leave. Yet, they have made a home.

These are grounded parts of me. These are the parts of me that accept reality as it is. Sometimes the sun warms them and other times the breeze blusters through, but they cannot rely on it because it is not as steadfast as the mud.

They carve and shape embarassment out of humiliating circumstance and place their small creations along side other titles like; shame, rejection, and jealousy. It is an art gallery I refuse to visit and in doing so, often add to it.

I think I dislike these parts and their collections because I have proof that they are unlikeable. Because others (external) have disliked them. I am someone who tends to trust others over myself. I am someone who, only recently, have pondered the idea that maybe, just maybe, I know whats good for myself and everyone else is simply offering opinions and perspectives that inform, not dictate, the decisions I make.

So I am making a decision, against what the external has told me. I love the dirt. I love the mud. I love the creations of my creatures. They are artists. They make home whereever they go. They are the parts of me that persist without sun and sustinence. I am grateful for them. I will visit their empty bog of slowly melting sculptures and truly appreciate the toil and work of the masterpiece before it coalesces with it's source, ready to made new again -- and carrying more weight of emotion than before.

I love the parts of me that make me feel good because others love them too. I love the parts of me that create their shameful sculptures because they are the parts that fight for me, protect me, and exist in spite of others for me and only me. It is upsetting knowing that these parts of me are not widely loved and adored. They are enough for me. And if I am deserving and work hard, I will be enough for them too.

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monoconscious culture is that i feel so sad all the time and i know what it feels like to be happy but when i was happy that wasn't me, it was another person.

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Plegg culture is being an age regressor but also knowing how to put your age regression in the back of your mind and be an adult on the outside

It felt like being small in my head just to realize years later that maybe that was a little cocon

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