tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.comments2013-11-02T15:06:26.455-07:00one fish, two fish. red fish. WHO fish?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-19744801254158398722013-11-02T15:06:26.455-07:002013-11-02T15:06:26.455-07:00This is really cool.
I love how you use words.
So ...This is really cool.<br />I love how you use words.<br />So powerful.Maggie et Al.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-92216247369704373162013-11-02T15:01:10.926-07:002013-11-02T15:01:10.926-07:00I really like that.
Never thought of it that way, ...I really like that.<br />Never thought of it that way, because I myself am at a point where I don't get many answers when I ask inside.<br />Guess I'll be more careful next time before giving that kind of advice to someone else.<br />ThanlsMaggie et Al.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-1606707474068865112012-12-26T12:21:24.864-08:002012-12-26T12:21:24.864-08:00It's always nice to see you post again. You st...It's always nice to see you post again. You still have friends and supporters out here, cheering you on in life. :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02709289638341809885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-64314176833838346652012-01-06T14:55:39.292-08:002012-01-06T14:55:39.292-08:00I was *just* thinking of you yesterday. What a ple...I was *just* thinking of you yesterday. What a pleasure to see your posts today. :) *hugs*Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02709289638341809885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-54136184920541983062011-07-29T18:12:15.418-07:002011-07-29T18:12:15.418-07:00I like your poetry. I like you. I want to read wha...I like your poetry. I like you. I want to read what you write and be there for you, hear your pain and maybe even your happiness when time comes( and it will), let you know that you are not alone and by sharing about yourself you help others. Your monster poem spoke to me. You have a gift of expressing things others can't in words others might not find. I hope you won't stop. I hope you will find a way to keep writing here, a way to transfer your linghand journal here. Because at least in me you will find support and faithful reader ( although I don't comment enough), and by sharing you will in fact help others who read. <br />Safe hugs if okVictoria Rebelnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-87328280454280713392011-01-17T11:31:58.067-08:002011-01-17T11:31:58.067-08:00Remember that how someone else reacts says as much...Remember that how someone else reacts says as much about the person and where he or she is as anything else. I wish you much positive progress.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-6849173398513510722011-01-12T08:06:33.723-08:002011-01-12T08:06:33.723-08:00I'm sorry to hear you had to go through that w...I'm sorry to hear you had to go through that with someone lashing out. Sending you *hugs* because there are people who believe in you, all of you, and wish you ALL the very best.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-41968046600336966292010-12-16T23:59:23.746-08:002010-12-16T23:59:23.746-08:00You are powerful beyond measure.You are powerful beyond measure.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-42645381839224676412010-12-16T23:55:33.892-08:002010-12-16T23:55:33.892-08:00Ahhhh...Maureen, you have done well with this piec...Ahhhh...Maureen, you have done well with this piece. Well, with others, too. But this one draws me in so much! It reflects the pain of DID poignantly alongside the lifesaving aspects of it. Thank you for sharing this with us. I hope you are finding peace. It is well deserved.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-28380454885989851652010-12-15T16:12:55.021-08:002010-12-15T16:12:55.021-08:00This is incredible, Maureen. A perfect poetic repr...This is incredible, Maureen. A perfect poetic representation of the dichotomy of the poles of what you live with daily. I hope you will get it published, so others may benefit from its strength as well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-89317787377712243842010-09-30T16:38:54.983-07:002010-09-30T16:38:54.983-07:00What a lovely report -- I'm so glad to hear th...What a lovely report -- I'm so glad to hear that you have so many good resources in your life right now!! Consider yourself *hugged* --Cat (Eilidh)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02709289638341809885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-63096670826968206682010-06-22T13:54:54.462-07:002010-06-22T13:54:54.462-07:00Why is it that I know who I am, what I am, and I l...Why is it that I know who I am, what I am, and I love me, know I am good, kind, loving, generous, decent, and then at the same time I am insecure, unsure, afraid, and constantly making mistakes? How am I both of these people, the confident one, and the lost one? I’m torn, confused. I wonder if these are alters of me, or sides of me. I wonder if I’ll ever triumph over the dark side, the small side, the insecure side. I don’t want to be her. I am not her. I know me; I am smart, funny, capable, and cute as hell.<br />I sometimes don’t recognize this person who is living on the outside of me like some kind of costume I can never take off. I want it off. I want me to show, to shine. Look at me, I am perfect. I am happy, carefree. I skip, I play, I am; Freedom. There is nothing wrong with the me I see, the me I think I am. But then there is the me that wants to be out, to be seen, not for attention like some think; no, not attention for me, for my pain, but attention for the pain and suffering of so many who didn’t survive. I survived. I am alive because I am strong and perfect and because the love of God, the light of the Universe is in me and I am unreachable by the nastiness of the world.Maureen M Hugginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00213381154655472373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-18194808920147550282010-06-01T07:04:47.106-07:002010-06-01T07:04:47.106-07:00Thank you Kim.
I actually do understand that the p...Thank you Kim.<br />I actually do understand that the problem is not mine, it is the problem of those who cannot, or will not, accept this is my truth.<br /><br />I know that being as open and honest as I have been has been hard on other people, but it is sometimes what I need to do. I've lived so much of my life in secret, hiding blank spots, lying about marks and bruises, pretending I know waht is going on when I don't, dissociating in the middle of conversations and not being able to explain why I suddenly speak differently, and just in general trying to keep a huge part of me in the shadows while trying very hard to get people pay attention to me.<br /><br />I am who I am, and I am what I am. I have lived what I have lived, whether people accept this or not is on them. I have chosen to use my blog rather than social networking sites to communicate my feelings about my life and about myself because it made others uncomfortable for me to be so honest in a place where I should be able to say anything.Maureen M Hugginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00213381154655472373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-68685176591753082892010-05-31T23:41:25.415-07:002010-05-31T23:41:25.415-07:00You wrote, "And I have to ask myself, how muc...You wrote, "And I have to ask myself, how much do people really dislike me to think that I am the kind of person who would make this stuff up?"<br /><br />I don't believe someone's "dislike" toward you is what leads them to think that you are making this up. A person can like someone but still not believe them. <br /><br />I think, and this is just my opinion, that people may not believe it because most of the time, your actions don't always match up with the words you say. <br /><br />But, it's my feeling that most people are simply scared. Scared of what they don't understand. <br /><br />And, they're also scared by your candor. Your willingness to talk about things that most people are afraid to talk about frightens them. To engage with you may force them to talk about things that make them uncomfortable. And that, hon, is NOT your fault or your problem. <br /><br />I read your blog faithfully and it pains ME to see the pain YOU'RE in. I just wish you could understand one thing. If you did, you'd feel a lot better. I know it's easier said than done, but hear me out. <br /><br />Each of us does things that have consequences. ALL of us. Your openness has apparently driven some people away. <br /><br />You need to understand that it IS NOT YOUR FAULT. It's not something you've "done wrong." <br /><br />You are an open, honest person. As honest as your condition will allow you to be. And, the fact that there are some people who are just not comfortable with that and cannot deal with it is NOT your fault. <br /><br />You need to disassociate yourself from those who can't deal (and NOT blame yourself), and surround yourself with supportive people who CAN deal. <br /><br />Again, I know this is easier said than done, but it IS possible and it WILL help your outlook and your recovery. <br /><br />I've been there, and please know in your heart that you have in ME at least one person who reads your blog and understands and does not condemn you for what you've been through, what you're going through, and your courage to share it with others. <br /><br />KimKim Millerhttp://www.theblogmaker.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-40342019889694148882010-05-22T11:05:38.383-07:002010-05-22T11:05:38.383-07:00absolutely love this post!absolutely love this post!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-76857721016889621172010-05-01T18:07:04.581-07:002010-05-01T18:07:04.581-07:00I have to disagree just a bit, I am indeed sick. ...I have to disagree just a bit, I am indeed sick. In addition to DID, I am PYSD, OCD, Depressed chronically, and i have something called generalized anxiety disorder. I also have graves disease, and for some reason I don't hear things the way they are said. I hear what I think people said. for instance someone says not gaining weight when learning not to smoke is will power, and I hear that I am going to get fat again because I am weak and have no will power.<br />I am not making an excuse of being ill. I am not making an excuse of beeing sick. I have other mental health issues than just DID. Plus I have several physical difficulties, so I am truly sick and disabled.Maureen M Hugginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00213381154655472373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-72039798459179156532010-04-30T19:59:16.920-07:002010-04-30T19:59:16.920-07:00You are not sick. Do not make that excuse. You are...You are not sick. Do not make that excuse. You are simply us. I'm sorry let me introduce myself. My name is Kerri. I have a stepmom that I love and cherish with all my heart who also has been diagnosed with DID. Although I was not aware of it until the last 3 years my dad has known the entire 13 years that they have been together. All I can say is thank goodness that she finally broke down and told me. A year ago she had a very very bad episode with her DID. She became lethargic and my dad and I had no other option but to hospitalize her. Come to find out one of her altars is a child. A very young child who had been abused and turned into a child prostitute. Since then we have counted 12 altars and they are still coming out. Trying to explain this to my 9,6,and 3 yr olds is not an easy task, however they know that their Mema is sick and at times says and does things that she will not remember at a later date. This I have to constantly remind them. But I know how hard it is to deal with this, with "them". You accept what is going on and that is a good thing. You don't like it but shit (excuse my language) who the hell would? The reason that others are being hard on you is because they themselves do not understand what is going on. If you ever need someone to talk to that does understand you can always email me. I know that this is a hard thing to get a grip on. I can't give you council but I can lend an ear or an opinion if asked. I hope all is well. And I'll keep you in my prayers. <br /><br />Kerri <br />kconleymom3@yahoo.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-39404289176577740552010-04-28T21:36:45.262-07:002010-04-28T21:36:45.262-07:00Have you read, "No Time to Say Goodbye?"...Have you read, "No Time to Say Goodbye?"<br /><br />Don't be hard on yourself. I fully agree with the comment above...this event was a success, and I am sure your brother is somewhere smiling with gratitude for your work in his honor.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-36620834024953717712010-04-28T12:23:11.143-07:002010-04-28T12:23:11.143-07:00I don't think any of this counts as a failure....I don't think any of this counts as a failure. First: The fundraiser was excellent fun. Second: You recognized your limitations, and you didn't push yourself too hard. That is actually a win, in my book. --Cat/EilidhAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02709289638341809885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-22335280134213920902010-04-27T22:28:59.197-07:002010-04-27T22:28:59.197-07:00YOU are not alone.YOU are not alone.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-26330937001985400332010-04-27T22:26:50.568-07:002010-04-27T22:26:50.568-07:00You tell 'em, girl!You tell 'em, girl!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-20294869017665192222010-04-25T11:18:29.721-07:002010-04-25T11:18:29.721-07:00I started this post with I need to vent. The reje...I started this post with I need to vent. The rejection of my offer of a car seemed so very ungrateful to me. I can say anything I want here. I used no names, and hardly anyone reads this blog. This is my place to vent, to process, to be myself. People in my family already hate me for being me, for having the memories I have, the PTSD, the other problems, so does it matter that one more person hates me? Honestly I do care about my niece and care if she cares about me, but I won't be told what I can and cannot write in my own damn blog. It is mine, and it is is going to stay purely mine. I won't be dictated to by family of anyone else what I say here. I felt I had been unfairly blown off for apologizing. I felt I had been unfairly blown off for offering a replacement for what I destroyed. At this point, no way am I surrendering my vehicle to her at 16. she threw the offer back in my face, so forget about it. <br />Anyone who reads my blog and doesn't like what I say, needs to remember this is MY blog. I get to say how I feel and what I remember.Maureen M Hugginshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00213381154655472373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-21435746291883272972010-04-21T19:14:48.978-07:002010-04-21T19:14:48.978-07:00Allyson, she has every right to post what she need...Allyson, she has every right to post what she needs and wants to. I refer you to the freedom of speech guaranteed by the United States Constitution. Her comments are legal. They are neither libelous nor slanderous and do not constitute defamation.<br /><br />If it bothers you to read what is included in her blog, then do not read it. It is a part of Maureen's processing and healing, and deserves respect no matter how uncomfortable it may or may not make the rest of us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-88698069414140770782010-04-21T17:46:37.534-07:002010-04-21T17:46:37.534-07:00Perhaps you should understand that she has no righ...Perhaps you should understand that she has no right to post a private thing between me and her on her blogspot that anyone can seeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210619967994680220.post-30080164573845446282010-04-20T14:57:40.768-07:002010-04-20T14:57:40.768-07:00Sounds like Allyson is too young and immature for ...Sounds like Allyson is too young and immature for this blog. This is Maureen's blog, and of course she can write what she wants and needs! There is a content warning prior to accessing the blog, so Allyson, perhaps you should heed that warning.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com