Just be an asshole, James

I try not to have to resort to this but this is a "more info" post following on from my "A Bitch and a Bastard" entry. The reason I don't like doing this is because each post should contain all the information with in it, should explain everything in as much detail as possible. This entire blog's main purpose is as a therapy tool for both me living with Frankie, someone that has Dissociative Identity Disorder / Multiple Personality Disorder and for them so they can try and see things from another perspective.
The reason the last entry is missing information and thus the necessity for this post is because the prompt for that post was a need to respond to people on twitter about why I said the things I said and to explain what was going on, especially since I didn't reply to them.

So...

Saturday 17th September

As is the case with our chat sessions recently they started out good, we're both happy, we're both smiling, we're both excited that in two days time I will be there with them again and all going well will not have to leave them again. Though they admit that not all are them are soppy and so it's a more muted excitement.
They have had another rough day though with the switching brought about by or related to all the worries they have. It's not just me that is leaving my home, they have reached a point too where they now need to pack their bags and leave the country that is there home and move back to the United States. On top of that they are in a lot of pain, back, neck and shoulder pain caused by an accident and effected by their job. Then there's the worry about trying to sell their house and the grief they have been getting over that. All this stress often results in switching as they try and deal with it all and the switching causes confusion and anxiety as well as the headaches it can cause. They really are having a bad time of things. And it would be near impossible for this not to effect their... was going to say temperament but you say that about a dog... mood (damn).

But it's not just them, my mood has been far from happy and excited recently. That's not to say I'm not happy about being with Frankie and starting a new life with them, of course I am and no one should ever doubt that, but at the same time I am scared and sad about it. It's a huge thing. I'm leaving my country, my home, my family and my friends (just as Frankie is soon to do).

[Note: This entry is unfinished and probably won't ever be]


Fuck Face - they may have more feelings

I wish they'd talk to me more

Things I knew about before I met them and don't really have the right to complain about now. We have our lives etc.