I have an interesting thing that happens to me, and I wonder if this is common around this site. I know we all come from different backgrounds, but I wonder if some of you have experienced what I have.
For one I am not that crazy, nor exaggerating or fabricating. To start off, for those of you who know Psychology, I have what some would call MPD, or split personalities. This is a little different than your traditional split personality. I can get flashes of my other self when she takes control. (And she does on many occasions.) We also communicate. I remember the exact moment I met her. I was meditating with two other friends, because my boyfriend has four personalities, or spirits, and we wanted to see what we could find out about them. Also my boyfriend said that I was a storm, an elemental mix of water and air, and that there was a schism somewhere, and he thought that meditation would help figure out why, and he would monitor to make sure things were OK and I didn't contact anything that I couldn't handle.
When I was meditating, my body tense, my hands were in the standard position for meditation, separated on their own. I started to loose control. I heard a voice in my head, but it was not unfamiliar. I sensed I had nothing to fear, though the energy was overwhelming. I hadn't felt that kind of energy before. She told me she was Eris. She has black hair and yellow eyes, and is tall and graceful. She has long talons and large black wings. (Probably 12 feet each or so) I have heard her before in my head, but had never seen her, or even realized what she was. She told me that she was waiting to be let out, and she was angry it took so long. She was filled with a lot of negative emotions.
We stopped. My boyfriend, who can see auras, saw my body as a blue/turquoise aura and my hands as a bright yellow. I felt disoriented, and kept getting the shakes, and it felt like something wanted to push its way out, and I wouldn't let it. I was a little unnerved, to say the least. I kept getting shivers up my spine, and I couldn't concentrate at all. I felt like I was high, when I was completely sober. It would have probably looked like I was on some kind of drugs, because I could not control my body well.
Finally after fighting it, my boyfriend finally told me to relax, and that whatever she was, he wouldn't let anything happen to me, and to let her take over so I let go. I have a hazy memory at this point. She is pretty much telling the story at this point, I am only writing it. She wants to find others who have this, so she wants to get as much detail out as possible.
So she takes over, and introduces herself. I am Eris, she says, and she has been waiting for this day for a while. She laughs. Not a nice laugh, but a spiteful, angry laughter. My voice is deeper, and much more elegant. She speaks eloquently. She has been with me since my dad passed, she says. She meets the others from my friend and boyfriend. She converses with the demon that is inside my boyfriend, and their story is best saved for another day. She spends most of the night figuring herself out, and getting a feel for the body she lives in. She seems bitter and cold, and distrustful, like something is wrong that she won't divulge. Someone goes to touch her and she tells them to back off. (Which is unusual because I love hugs and cuddling.) Finally at the end of the night, we go to bed. I wake up and we talk. She tells me of what happened, and who she is.
Fast forward a few months. She seems a lot brighter and happier, like she is getting over something really bad that happened. She meets a few other spirits who are living inside people, and her and my boyfriend's demon spirit grow quite fond of each other.
So one night I was reading a thread on sexual assault survivor stories. I start getting a really bad feeling. I shrug it off as being upset about reading about what happened to these women (Hard core feminist right here). I continue reading. I stop. Then the floodgates open. I remember vividly my own assaults, at the hands of a man I dated for two years. I contact Eris. She tells me that this was the reason she was here, she took all of my helplessness and turned it into power, and hid it from me so I could lead a normal life. All of the times she's been in control she is usually my polar opposite. Now I understand where she comes from.
Does anyone here have any sort of experiences with this kind of thing, about having spirits who protect you from inside your own body, and are able to control it? Side note, we actually get along quite well, and she and I are both healing and doing fine.
(Sorry for the length)
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