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So….you had the time to write all these homework questions down instead of actually looking them up?

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Sorry, didn’t catch that, was admiring the wall you built.

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I have this big problem that I’ve tried to avoid my whole life, i never cared that it stopped me getting close to people (emotional and physical) i even managed to get by lying to everyone i know (including my family) about who i am, because there was simply no way for me to tell them something personal about me with out it becoming a lie over night, i can even except that i can’t get a job because with this problem i can not commit to anything.
but now its affecting my writing, with out writing, (stories, poems) i am nothing, i become depressed and i even self-harmed.
so i need to fix this problem, can you read through and tell me what you think might be wrong with me?

I don’t believe i have Multiple Personality Disorder, after going through the Symptoms i can’t relate to any of them but the name seems to state my problem perfectly, i have two completely different personalities, here’s a description of the two.

Child: this side of me is a carefree nature loving kid, who loves everything simple, like laying of grass in the sun, climbing trees and going swimming in what ever shes wearing, she connects really well with animals and is very strong in her faith (Christianity).
i call this side Peter Pan because she is just like him and is terrified of growing up, not because of the responsibility tho, but because of aging and losing the way she sees the world.
this side is straight, is ONLY attracted to boys, but never will she let a guy touch her because it scares her and brings a sick trapped feeling over her.
she likes to write about adventure, innocent children and animals.

Grownup: this side is the complete opposite, she dreams of the city life and even likes more ruff music like ‘muse’ and ‘the cure’, wail Peter Pans favorite is slow and heartfelt music, especially ‘Michael Jackson’(you are not alone, childhood, human nature).
she has a real need for control and is a Bisexual, but still does not let men touch her even tho shes attracted to them.

these sides are both very formed and detailed even down to having different favorite color’s.
“Grownup” likes to read and write romance stories, “Child” likes adventure and children stories.
they both are disgusted by each others personality, “Grownup” thinks of “Child as a suck up to God, wail “Child” sees “Grownup” as very disrespectful to everyone.
They even argue, i know this sounds crazy but “Grownup” once made “Child” cry, since then shes been nicer to “Child” and I’ve even found that she is protective of her, almost like she knows how dangerous this world is and wants to keep “Child” safe from it.

So that’s my problem, It sounds crazy i know, i have been to therapy over it, but it took me 8 weeks(4 visits) to bring it up, and i only did that because at the time both personalities were at war, “Grownup” was being very intimating to “Child”, something she used to do often.
when i told her everything i felt really relieved, like they both had just disappeared and i was normal, when i got home it was the same, a week later i felt the same, but then i realized that i was permanently in my social mode (the way i talk to strangers, very polite and professional) i was like a robot, i couldn’t write because i couldn’t feel, i cut myself that week just to prove to myself i was still alive, i felt empty, i realized that i some how made both personalities disappear so that i wouldn’t change myself by getting help, it was my way of protecting myself.
so the next week i told Robin(therapist) that everything was fine and that problem was gone, i lied and when i left her office for the last time both personalities came rushing back.

I know this may sound like MPD( Multiple Personality Disorder) but i really don’t think it is, both sides know what the other is doing all the time, there’s no missing space, it’s like they just keep taking turns of the control for my body, like how one day you like ‘plain chips’ and the next you prefer ‘Barbecue chips’, instead its my whole personality that changes.

Please if you think you know whats wrong with me, HELP!!
sorry for the bad spelling.
Thank You.

“It’s Not Hard To Be Kind”
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Answer by Mr. Sandman
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Music equipment and enhancements to the room at Sarasota Memorial Hospital are being donated by the John Entwhistle Foundation, named for the late bassist for the Who.

How inspiring and it certainly inspired this question…
What music makes you “feel” better??

music means so much to us
so I hope for some interesting and varied responses
great answers so far…
thanks for the “stars” its the only way to get these darn things seen
Starlight Bev-Thank you for asking
I actually had Simon & Garfunkle in mind!!
they are soothing to the spirit
Beatles, Crowded House,Elliot Smith,REM, Radiohead

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HeowFbvpu0U

Fake Plastic Trees

Crowded House- Four Seasons

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qXQL90YsCc

Dangling Conversation”, by Simon & Garfunkel

Thanks Everyone
Olive-great Sigur Rós song I feel all relaxed…..
late BQ:
does anyone else become unnerved
by some Holiday music?

lol
TY glen G
Doing Great Beatles Girl THX 4 ASKIN”

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Wilson Pickett, Ray Charles, Third Eye Blind, and The Beatles make me actually ‘feel’ better. Yes, they are quite different from each other, but that’s okay.

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She goes from 0 to 60 in a second. She’ll be fine and I’ll say one thing to set her off and she starts screaming and calling me names and insulting me on everything I’ve EVER done wrong even if it doesn’t pertain to the situation. I can’t calm her down so I sit there and take it, but it secretly tears me apart. I see her again later and she’s like “Hey honey, what’s new?”

She never ever ever ever says sorry to me. I might have heard it once, but it was insincere and she would back herself up immediately afterward trying to prove she was right again.

I’ll give an example. This one really made me realize something might be wrong. She has always done this but I never thought it was bad. I’ve been extremely depressed for the past year and a half, and only my school therapist really knows. My mom knows I’m in therapy, but she doesn’t see anything wrong with me. I’ve had a lot go on with myself and my family within the year and the half I’m talking about and she doesn’t seem to understand I have feelings. When I’m feeling depressed I have an EXTREMELY hard time doing my school work… especially math. I’m already bad at it and I’m a year ahead of most of my grade. (I’m taking pre-calc as a junior rather than algebra 2) My grades have sucked this entire year and I’m failing so my mom got a phone call home from my guidance counselor about it. My mom said to me a few days earlier, while yelling of course, “If I find out you’re failing math all HELL will raise in this house. Do you hear me?!” And before she’s said she’d kill me if I failed. (She would never actually do it, but she shouldn’t say it regardless probably haha)

She gets the phone call and she lost it. She drove me in the car and refused to drive me home. She kept driving and screaming. She said how I’m a lazy stupid moron. She said “You can’t do anything right. Ever since you decided you wanted to go to music school you gave up on academics. You can’t work out at the gym like all of the other girls in our town, you can’t get work done, you never do a single thing I ask you to do. I’ve broken my back for you and you can’t do a single damn thing.” ect., ect. She kept insulting me on everything. She said I can’t go to a selective music program that I auditioned for and got into this summer if I don’t pass for the year, she said no prom for someone who is failing, ect. She refuses to discuss with me what I should do if I DO fail for the year.

A few days later: I’m getting my prom dress fitted because it was a little snug. We went to a sucky seamstress (we recently found a better one who fixed the dress, but anyway) who said the dress is just the wrong size and there is nothing we can do about it. My mom was extremely angry and asked why I didn’t notice it was the wrong size before, but SHE ordered the dress and SHE saw it on me when I tried it on and when I asked if it fit SHE told me it could be fixed. So my mom attacked me asking why I never go to the gym, I could lose a few pounds, I should be eating better, I should go on a fast, ect. She refused to admit she got the wrong size. She originally told me it was a size 8, but then she said “It’s a size 10, I wanted to make you feel good but now we’re screwed because you didn’t lose weight and there is no bigger size.”

This is all in one week. Now here’s probably the worst part.

My dad is bipolar. He was the main issue we had last year, and he left us twice within a year. My mom mentioned he wanted to come back home and I said I didn’t want him back in the house, so she put it off. She said he’s coming home, and I asked if we could wait until my junior year is over so I can try to finish on a good note. She promised not to do anything without me.

Well…

Saturday I’m in my room. I get a call. My mom is out and says “Hey Kate, dad is downstairs. We had a plumbing problem.” I told her to call me when he was leaving.
Later that day she calls and I said: “Mom, is dad gone yet?” She claimed he was feeling sick and was staying later.”
Sunday: “When is he leaving?” “He’s not. We’re going to try this out.”
“Mom, you promised you would wait. I can’t believe you would do this to me.”
“Well you’ve promised ME things before that you never gave me!”
I hung up on her.

I think on Saturday she said something mean to me over the phone so I said F*** You to her and hung up. She called back and screamed saying “Do you realize what you just said to me?” Even though what she had just said was extremely insultin

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Sometimes parents don’t listen to their childrens wants because they are too preoccupied with what they are doing, or want. I you sit down with your mother and tell her what you are feeling, it may help. If not, try staying with someone else, or contacting someone who can help you. I am 14 and my mom does not listen to me when I tell her I hear voices, ( I am schizophrenic ) because she think I’m doing it for attention. I should probably take my own advice and talk to her, but im too scared, so I know how you are feeling. It will all work out for the best, you’ll see.

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