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ToTheRescues
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    • ToTheRescues has written a new post "I used to hear voices. For years. It started when I'd walk into my..." 07.05.2018

      As a teen I had several voices in my head that I used to know as "The Council". We would all deliberate over decisions in life, particularly difficult emotional decisions. They appeared when my grandfather died and the number of them varied based on the difficultly of the response.
      The problem with "The Council" was twofold. Firstly different members of "The Council" would be in control at any one time. They were all me but were all distinct. "I" was aware all of the time, but I would act relatively differently depending on which member of the council was running at any given time. They varied in personality and the arrogant "logic lover" ran the show most of the time.
      The second problem was the "bad" council member who was very persuasive and charismatic. The Bad One was a very nasty individual and would be the source of a lot of intrusive thoughts and got worse when I got bullied. At one point the Bad One wanted me to blow up my school bus to kill the bullies. It would also resort to violence at every stage of any problem. It was the source of anger and would routine assume everyone was conspiring against us. We (The Council) were pretty influenced by the Bad One who would often take control when I was at my weakest.
      Incidentally I used to use the word "Us" rather than "I" when discussing with myself in my head. The Council were very effective at problem solving when the Bad One was dormant.
      When I graduated high school at 16 and went to sixth form college (16-18) we realised that the Bad One was a problem and needed to be solved, and thus a small mind war to shut out the voice of the Bad One went underway for the next year or two. The result was relatively sad for me since the entire council and the Bad One merged into one voice, that voice now being "Me". I no longer have a council to discuss with over ever issue. I used to mostly discuss with The Council when I was walking around alone, since I could best focus then.
      I miss The Council. They were great despite how shitty the Bad One was. These days I'm told I'm relatively strange but normal and functional, and I have a feeling that the Bad One was one of my strongest personalities due to some slightly insane thoughts I get regularly about how to solve problems.
      Ah well, all losing my council did was made me seek out stronger friendships and relationships. I'm engaged and charismatic now thanks to my years of constant analytical thought with my council.
      The only weird thing is that none of the council members had named. They were all "I" and we were all "Me" and they were all me. It was weird, they were all named as concepts/feelings.

    • ToTheRescues has written a new post "I am a culinary student, and a mighty fine baker" 07.05.2018

      That makes me feel better haha. I'm awesome at making pies and tarts and such. And I'm completely 100% self taught. I make pie crusts that make people freak out. People tell me my pies are better than their mothers. That makes me feel good about myself since I make all that. I just could never get that cake thing down...

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