On Saturday, January 17, 2026, Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
On Saturday, January 17, 2026, Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
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On Saturday, January 17, 2026, Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
On Saturday, January 17, 2026, Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
On Saturday, January 17, 2026, Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
On Saturday, January 17, 2026, Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote:
A tangled rock sat in a vacant area, expressing confusions.
The rock used to be a happy normal rock, but when traffick boss wanted to influence some rock studies he kidnapped the rock, grafted it to robots and child slaves, fed it drugs and natives and implants, and put
*nanites, there's racism in my autocorrect 0.0
Note: indigenous people are one of the largest groups having genocide used to humiliate and traumatic ally control them in horrifying ways. This does happen to others too but they have had it much worse. It probably happend to us white people long ago and we internalized it or something.
it though a sophisticated program for trauma-based mind control that
had been handed down for generations of dictators, criminal organizations, and inhuman spy agencies, and refined through repeated sequences of democracy, war, human rights tribunals, death camps, secret prisons, refugee exodus, rebellious, coopted meetings, coerced and
*refugee exoduses, rebdllions
lobbied leaders, kidnapped religious figures, secret medical research,
etc etc etc.
All these things and more left the rock incredibly confused.
Sometimes this poor rock figured that confusion must be the purpose of life and would try to find ways to be even more confused, but that didn't go well.
Rock: "which way is up?"
Rock: "is down up? I feel like down must be up"
Blade of grass: "up is where the sun come from!"
Rock: "the sun?"
While the rock sat there, the sun shone on it, warming a upward-faci
Thistle: "rock, "which way is up" is exactly what they want you to say. They just want you tripping over your loved ones instead of noticing they're there. "
Rock [turning toward thistle]: "you're saying the world is scary and terrifying and we have to burst and freeze and vomit and scream and faint?"
Rock tries to faint, and manages to rock onto a slightly different balance point.
Rock: "I'm fainting in terror! See?"
Thistle: "No, no, I'm not saying we should be paralyzed from fear, rather I'm saying we should understand that these ridiculous, impossible, regrettably horrifying, things, are comprehensible!"
Rock: "when I think about that I remember that I fervently don't want toxic chemicals to ooze out of my own flesh"
Thistle looks at rock with a raised leaf.
Blade of grass: "what thistle means, is that these terrifying experiences are simple people trying to protect simple concerns fervently. Before you try to faint, what I'm saying is we can be safe from them."
Rock: "we can -- what now?" Rock faints, tilting to one side, then tilts back, dissociatively switching over the concept of trying to plan against its captors and needing to be safe
After jostling around and expressing spasmodically a bit, the rock balances on a sharp corner.
Rock (balanced on a sharp corner): "i understand you are saying something very important. I do not understand what you are saying and need to stop trying. I do need you to tell me _what I should immediately do_ given whatever it is you are saying ... as well as _what I need to do in the future_, very simply and clearly."
Rock tumbles back.
Rock: "but I don't know why you are saying the most confusing thing there is to say!"
If you see somebody acting like Rock they may likely have DID from coercive control. This may likely not be the only way it manifests.
Rock: " ummm ... let me think a bit ... I think there is a situation that has some complexities that you are unaware of."
Thistle: "it seems complex to you because your soul might have been treated like a piece of dough to be kneaded and punched into shape for years, but it's not that complicated for those of us still safe. It's just like seeing somebody tromp around yelling, except the yells are injured people spasmodicallg.blundering into things around sudden irrational politics." Rock: " ... ummm... one moment .... umm... the problem is that if I see you working against my abusers, I'm likely to switch and get your whole community trafficked. This prevents everybody like me from getting effective aid, as well as severely worsening the problem in an ongoing manner." Thistle 2: "but this isn't a new problem to our generation"