Disclosing Abuse Parts Communication (TW COCSA)
blackrabbit223
Registrant
Last night I was listening to a video geared towards younger members of a system because I was curious, and one of them actually came out to speak with me. She’s not comfortable sharing her name, so I’ll just call her G. She told me about the COCSA with Logan, but through drawings instead of words. I know what happened from being told about it before, but it’s another thing to be feeling someone hold a pen and moving your hands to draw something you’re visualizing, but half a second or so behind them.
I’ve described this feeling of body-sharing in the past (not here): It's like I was a shirt and she was a coat, she was on the surface but I was there too and just underneath, and if someone needed the shirt then the coat would be taken off and put back in the closet.
It’s like I’m always here in the body to some extent, and other people come and go but even if they’re out, I can always be called upon. I never fully lose control, or that’s at least what I tell myself.
G drew the three instances of abuse we remember with him - once by the big tree, once in his house, once in the middle of the road outside our house. But it wasn’t big scenes, just detached parts. Like separate models in a game instead of the entire level at once. Most of it was done through a bird’s eye view which is how we tend to draw things like this. It was like I was watching her speculate on what it would’ve looked like up close, based on the three or so flashes of memory we have.
She wrote a note at the end: He showed me his penis. I don’t know if he touched my privates sorry [my name]. I told her it was okay that she couldn’t remember.
DID is strange, if that’s even what I have. I never fully lose control of the body, or if I do I don’t remember it. But I don’t remember having any kind of lost time either, I never suddenly come to not knowing where I am or why I’ve bought something. I do seem to have trouble remembering how much time has passed, I’ll think something that happened last year was a couple days ago, or that something a few days old happened last week. I’ve been evaluated for ADHD, and the results were “undetermined” because of the amount of trauma and potential dissociative disorder.
And if I was making this up, I don’t know why there would be a bunch of young girls and women in here with me. It makes gender, sexuality and dysphoria so complicated, because the further along I go in my transition, the more dysphoric the female alters get about being in a body that has facial hair now and doesn’t get periods anymore. What would be the point of doing any of this on purpose?
Diagnosis is going to take a hell of a long time, especially because I’m planning on moving abroad and insurance works differently there. I feel like my OCD-riddled brain will never be satisfied until I get direct confirmation I have DID (or OSDD?) via diagnosis, but even then I’ll probably still question that I’m actually making everything up. But this just proves to me that no, what I’m experiencing is real. Why would I be doing it on purpose?
I’ve described this feeling of body-sharing in the past (not here): It's like I was a shirt and she was a coat, she was on the surface but I was there too and just underneath, and if someone needed the shirt then the coat would be taken off and put back in the closet.
It’s like I’m always here in the body to some extent, and other people come and go but even if they’re out, I can always be called upon. I never fully lose control, or that’s at least what I tell myself.
G drew the three instances of abuse we remember with him - once by the big tree, once in his house, once in the middle of the road outside our house. But it wasn’t big scenes, just detached parts. Like separate models in a game instead of the entire level at once. Most of it was done through a bird’s eye view which is how we tend to draw things like this. It was like I was watching her speculate on what it would’ve looked like up close, based on the three or so flashes of memory we have.
She wrote a note at the end: He showed me his penis. I don’t know if he touched my privates sorry [my name]. I told her it was okay that she couldn’t remember.
DID is strange, if that’s even what I have. I never fully lose control of the body, or if I do I don’t remember it. But I don’t remember having any kind of lost time either, I never suddenly come to not knowing where I am or why I’ve bought something. I do seem to have trouble remembering how much time has passed, I’ll think something that happened last year was a couple days ago, or that something a few days old happened last week. I’ve been evaluated for ADHD, and the results were “undetermined” because of the amount of trauma and potential dissociative disorder.
And if I was making this up, I don’t know why there would be a bunch of young girls and women in here with me. It makes gender, sexuality and dysphoria so complicated, because the further along I go in my transition, the more dysphoric the female alters get about being in a body that has facial hair now and doesn’t get periods anymore. What would be the point of doing any of this on purpose?
Diagnosis is going to take a hell of a long time, especially because I’m planning on moving abroad and insurance works differently there. I feel like my OCD-riddled brain will never be satisfied until I get direct confirmation I have DID (or OSDD?) via diagnosis, but even then I’ll probably still question that I’m actually making everything up. But this just proves to me that no, what I’m experiencing is real. Why would I be doing it on purpose?
