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Mae Marvelle is in the process of writing her first book, a memoir about her journey with Dissociative Identity Disorder.
For a very long time, I’ve known that the way I think is unlike those around me; my brain simply works differently than others’. I've never understood why this is. Nonetheless, I have always been painfully aware of the fact. As a child, I learned very quickly that my way of thinking was not only different, it was the wrong way of thinking... I was the wrong way of being. With the basic survival instinct to blend in with the pack or be thrown out in the cold already built into my DNA,
Read MoreThe Judge Rotenberg Center and Their History of Abuse. We need to #StopTheShocks Now as well as DEMAND the Center be CLOSED IMMEDIATELY [TW:Abuse]
Please sign my petition to close the center immediately: http://chng.it/G2XYNLgKB
Read MoreYou think celebrities would have learned better by now. It feels extra tone-deaf on the heels of the Sia controversy, but here we have YouTuber Mark Rober announcing a star-studded event to raise money for Next for Autism. Mark has an Autistic son, so of course, you think that this must be a great organization that really helps autistic people! Well, if that is what you were thinking, I am so sorry to disappoint, but of
Read MoreIt feels impossible to come on here and share with you pieces of art or jewelry paired with some upbeat caption and a slue of hashtags as if everything is just fine. When the truth is I feel terrible inside. I am in such an intense state of burnout right now.
Read MoreRead MoreI’ve spent so long stranded here,
going through phases of fight and surrender,
until the weight of it all pulls me under.
No longer am I able to pretend,
Read MoreWell she said your life is too unstable
and that's why you are so unable
to find happiness on your own.
So we'll fix you with a stronger pill
Read MoreThe waves turn white,
crashing down
the earth shifts,
and makes no sound
Read Moregoodbye sunrise,
now we live in the darkness of the sky
where the moon howls and the lonely cry
where the broken down wonder why
everything around us is falling apart