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I don’t understand what is going on with our brain. Something happened today in our brain that basically…shut down the “hosting system” in my brain?

Ty is saying that my side of things might really have to be the new “hosting system” for the body more fully.

I don’t know if I’m prepared to handle that level of responsibility. Like, I’m the host of my particular “mini system”…and I already hate that.

I haven’t had a chance to talk to the roommate yet and get more of a comprehension on who they are and what our dynamic with this person is.

Ty and Kyrenoc both say they’ve gotten confirmation that our roommate is a good person who isn’t going to freak out if I say I don’t know/remember who tf they are

Kyrenoc said that he’s heard that they’re pretty knowledgeable about our D.I.D (at least to the extent of our “hosting mini-system”), but they only has 2nd-hand alter knowledge on that.

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It’s really weird to be able to talk about this into the ~~VOiD~~ of the interwebs. Possum and I’ve been privately trying to just be okay with a very specific area of alters in my system, and have next to no knowledge of what is actually going on in our body’s life.

*existential screaming*

I want my voice, mine specifically as Ω, to be heard. But that seems like a far off dream.

Well…maybe not if what Ty passed along is right.

Ik Possum is scared about being a host again, but it has Ty, and Kyrenoc, and me at the very least to help support them…Hopefully reminding it of that helps it feel a bit more relaxed.

Lunaria just popped in and told me she’ll help out, too.

Now, I’m going to go do some artsy-gae-trashlord shit and try to get Possum and me a bit more grounded and pulled together