Just in case you were discombobulated during your flight .
Have read about your condition in your threads, sorry that you have to have it like this, seems troublesome to say the least. But does that mean different personalities write your thread, or is it usually the same?
Ooh! Good question.
Asking around inside, it has happened. Most replies are from Ella, as she’s the logical one who knows about scientific and engineering stuff; I’ve written some when they need to deal with personal, emotional or psychological issues (I’ve has some training that way), and Chaos Cat has written some of the humour.
I’m Pru by the way.
If Ella and I start to blend or we’re co-fronting we call ourselves Pru’n’Ella.
Actually it’s an interesting condition, in that it’s an adaptive response trauma, that permits us to live a relatively normal life - it’'d be much worse without the DID. In therapy yesterday we had an emotional flashback, but were able to recover quite quickly. I pointed out to our therapist that was because we’ve had a lot of practice … we’ll take the wins where we find them!
Whatever happened to Huge?
Hibernating…
then aestivating…
then hibernating…
then aestivating…
A guy goes into a bar and says to the bartender:
“Quick, give me 10 shots of whisky!!!”
So the bartender puts 10 shot glasses on the bar and starts filling them one by one and as quickly as he’s filling them the guy is downing them. The bartender seeing this, says “Woah, slow down, what’s the big hurry?”
The guy says (between chug-a-lugs) “Well you’d be in a hurry too if you had what I have!”
The bartender takes a step back and says “Why? What do you have???”
As he finishes the last shot he wipes his mouth and says….
“Fifty cents.”
If you’re cold in your house just stand in the corners.
It’s always 90 degrees
One for UK members really…
Once, there was an elderly man and his wife who had lived a long and happy life together. They shared all their secrets and experiences with each other, but there was always one thing which the man’s wife asked him never to do: he must never open the old shoe box which she kept on the top shelf of her closet.
The man had never once asked about the contents of the box. He just thought it was something intimate, female…
One day, his wife became ill. Soon her health deteriorated completely, and she asked her husband to bring her box to the hospital, because, she said, it was time to reveal its secret to him.
The old man came home, found the box and opened it. Inside he saw two knitted dolls and a huge pile of money — all in all, there were $95,000!
“But why? How?!” He struggled to calm down, stunned as he was by such a huge sum of money.
“Before we got married,” said the old woman to her astonished husband, “my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage. It consists of just one rule: never argue with your partner. She also told me every time I get angry with you, I have to sit down and make a knitted doll.”
The old man felt touched when he heard these words — there were just two dolls in the box. During the whole 50 years of their life together, it seemed, he had angered his wife on only two occasions. He embraced his wife and kissed her.
“But where did all that money come from?” he asked.
“Oh, that…,” she said with a smile. “That’s the money I earned from selling dolls…”