MEEEOOOOWWWW

MEEEOOOOWWWW

MEOWW /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

When things get a little too stressful, and you start to hear a new voice in the headspace

How was your day?

i need positive attention and praise all the time just for existing, or else i feel small and insignificant. i need to stop basing my worth off of the attention i receive, but i don’t know how. i don’t know how to exist if i don’t exist to others.

genuinely fucked up that if i want to interact with someone online i have to say words and have a conversation instead of just mashing my face against them like a cat

We are not a "good system". We are mentally ill, dissociative, traumatized, fragmented, angry and scared. We don't bow to singlets, we don't play their games and take their commands on what we should be. We're a bad system. We have problematic headmates, fictives, littles. We have sex in our system, we have abuse in our system. We're not "good" and docile. We will yell and scream and fight if you disrespect us, we won't dip our head down and let you tell us that we don't deserve to exist. We accept other systems, we don't gatekeep and harass endogenic systems or willogenic systems or "fake" systems. We accept ALL plurals. We will not let you sway us on this fact. We're not "good" to people who want to attack our siblings and cousins. Our persecutors and protectors will not make exceptions for YOU. Our littles are not YOUR kids. Our fictives are not YOUR blorbos. They are not going to be "good" for you. We're a "bad" system. We're not your study project, your fascination, your pets, your way to talk to your blorbos, your toys. We're alive and we deserve respect.