Okay, so
In keeping with the idea of wanting to actually post more in various places, including LJ, here and my domain. I'm going to catch you guys up with some stuff that's going on.
Therapy is once a week now, hubbie's recovered from surgery and is back at work, he's been switched for days. I'm in the middle of applying for disability, we'll see how that goes.
We've been having some weirdness with Little being out. We're calling her Little now because we don't know her name, although she seems to be leaning towards Rachel. I'm feeling a bit disconnected from the kin community, like a lot of people I know who are in the kin community are now not quite sure what to make of me since I got the Multiplicity diagnosis. It's probably in my head, maybe? I guess it's just that this has coincided with everything going quiet because a lot of people are in weird places with their own lives, or really busy, these things tend to happen and then make certain aspects feel like they're pissing people off *looks to Ami*
Anyway, Max actually went to therapy on Thursday just to see how things were going, given it's mostly been me (Core/Abby whatever) that's been going, although Max has had a bit of input every once in a while. Then we shared with her this long journal entry that Little had written and she did some hypnosis with me to see if Little would come out, we'd packed her favorite cuddly toy (popple) and taken it with us, and she did talk to the therapist for a little bit, but nothing much of consequence, by which I mean no HUGE revelations of anything, but there were some things which were kind of o.O like the fact that she said her name didn't matter. She clearly considers herself of no consequence to anyone, which fits with our upbringing really. But considering the way she is some times, unless there's more than one little...which is possible, she seemed pretty grounded and sane. None of this "wall people" business, maybe there is a medication connection.
Therapy is once a week now, hubbie's recovered from surgery and is back at work, he's been switched for days. I'm in the middle of applying for disability, we'll see how that goes.
We've been having some weirdness with Little being out. We're calling her Little now because we don't know her name, although she seems to be leaning towards Rachel. I'm feeling a bit disconnected from the kin community, like a lot of people I know who are in the kin community are now not quite sure what to make of me since I got the Multiplicity diagnosis. It's probably in my head, maybe? I guess it's just that this has coincided with everything going quiet because a lot of people are in weird places with their own lives, or really busy, these things tend to happen and then make certain aspects feel like they're pissing people off *looks to Ami*
Anyway, Max actually went to therapy on Thursday just to see how things were going, given it's mostly been me (Core/Abby whatever) that's been going, although Max has had a bit of input every once in a while. Then we shared with her this long journal entry that Little had written and she did some hypnosis with me to see if Little would come out, we'd packed her favorite cuddly toy (popple) and taken it with us, and she did talk to the therapist for a little bit, but nothing much of consequence, by which I mean no HUGE revelations of anything, but there were some things which were kind of o.O like the fact that she said her name didn't matter. She clearly considers herself of no consequence to anyone, which fits with our upbringing really. But considering the way she is some times, unless there's more than one little...which is possible, she seemed pretty grounded and sane. None of this "wall people" business, maybe there is a medication connection.