we have a story. a long one. doesn’t everyone?
my name is cadie. i’m a member of a well established DID system. the body is 33 years old and the mother of 4 children under the age of 12. our system is made up of 10 of us, including the original. we have been hiding for a very long time and recently that has changed. we no longer have to hide.
for the first time in about 30 years, we are somewhere completely safe and with people who are determined to keep it that way. we are getting help parenting, and learning new skills, and learning to make better choices. in order to do this we had to move 2200 miles from the place this body was born and raised. all of that happened about 20 days ago.
there are 10 of us in this system. im cadie and im 12-14ish but im also an age slider so i end up all kinds of ages, but never over 15. the 10 of us consider ourselves sisters and are pretty much like your typical sibling group. we fight, argue, and irritate, but we protect fiercely.
lexi is 3. she’s can’t read or type so she won’t be contributing here. truthfully she doesn’t care about much except the color yellow, toys, and snuggles.
hayley is 4. she likes pink, and unicorns, hello kitty, and snuggles from mommy and daddy.
bri is 5. she likes unicorns, blue, and stickers with her daddy.
kenzie is 6. she’s the core/original. she hates her legal name and refuses to have any part of it. she likes to be safe and feel loved.
josslyn is 9. she loves butterflies.
lyssa is 12. she’s emotional, argumentative, and confusing.
jenna is 15. she’s nurturing and calming. she takes on too much and overthinks everything.
layna is 16ish. she’s the secondary protector. she can be cold, hard, and immovable. she often makes people wish they had never met us. she can be completely compliant, or completely definant/rebellious and there’s rarely a good explanation of why.
jessa is 17. she’s the main protector. up until recently she had no real emotions and no real use for anyone outside of our system.
many of us will probably be writing here. we’ll be doing it more for our family and each other than anyone else, but we welcome new friends. see, our recent move, and the circumstances that led up to the recent move, seem to have shaken the system in a huge way. the move is a good thing. the best thing for us, but change seems to hit us hard.
we’re finding that not having to hide, while being a relief, is really really really painful to adjust to. its something we need and desperately want, but it’s like being in the dark for years and then stepping into the sunlight. its warm and welcoming, but its blinding and painful.
we are living with mama and daddy. they adopted us and are teaching us all kinds of things we should have learned forever ago. they accept and love each of us, and all 4 of our babies. they are amazing people with infinite amounts of patience, while keeping control and structure in place which is something we have never had. the structure and rules are comfortable like a hug. the organization here is intriguing because we’ve never experienced anything like it. the whole experience has almost been surreal so far, and is almost too good to be true. their neighbor is a goofy guy who has fallen into the “manny” role with surprising ease.
too good to be true.
we are terrified of fucking this up. we are so afraid of screwing it up, in fact, that we’re an emotional disaster. to be fair there are other reasons for the emotional chaos right now too but that’s a huge one. we don’t deserve anything like this. we don’t have a history of being good girls or making good choices. what right do we have to such an incredible life?
im having a hard time centering my thoughts i think. earlier today jessa fell apart and her emotions are affecting me a lot. she’s afraid that she’s messed up a lot of stuff and momma left to go run errands and jessa was scared to be alone…. she was sure she was going to fail at her job protecting us. right now we kinda don’t need a protector because we’re well protected and i think that’s actually a huge part of jessa’s problem. she’s wondering what her role is. we’re all wondering where we fit in and if we actually belong because we don’t seem to have a purpose and we definitely aren’t very useful here. when jessa freaked, layna went to comfort her and now we have no idea where either of them are and that kinda sucks and is really scary because we were alone and because we love them both so much and jessa is our gatekeeper. i don’t think she realizes how good she does.
jenna has been with the littles, keeping them calm. they were really scared. a lot of this is scary but not in a bad way. its hard to explain. i just lost my train of thought tho and this is really long enough right now.