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This in an app for having conversations with yourself.
You can start conversation threads, add "personas", make threads within the chats, and visualize the conversation to use it as a mind map.
I have DID, and my system has used this app to document conversations for years. We've also used it during BPD episodes to talk out circular thinking / irrational thoughts.
This app has multiple uses, and I really can't recommend it enough.
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This app has literally saved my brain for internal crisis. I found it the same day as i found this website and both have helped me elevate my living.
I use it as a journal for everything in my life, and it has a cool 'map' that shows how everything in my life is linked to each other. It has helped me unlock deep memories and also process loss and change. it's tight and FREE. not an ad but maybe check it out :)
Feb 20, 2025
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and that is why I like this app so much.
Feb 19, 2024
For us victims of being repeatedly told to “feel ur feelings” or whatever🙄
I downloaded this earlier this week and its like the emotion wheel thing it helps you narrow down from high energy/low energy —> pleasant/unpleasant —> specific emotion.
It sends you a notification twice a day randomly for your check in. Then you click what you are doing and who you are with so you notice patterns over time. There’s even processing tools on there but I haven’t tried those yet so tbd on that. It’s free tho so far!
I showed part of my breakdown that I found helpful but there’s so many diff charts/graphs provided. Obviously I had a not so awesome week but dw about that🩷
Sep 25, 2024
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AAAHHHH I'm learning CSS and HTML to design my own webpage (I'm also using sites like Caard and StrawPage) because I am obsessive with customization and journaling. I have a crippling Instagram addiction but I hate the app. This app seems more my style 👀
Feb 8, 2025
I've never touched makeup before but I have this eye pencil thing and decided to doodle on myself. I like it.
Mar 14, 2025
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I've deleted Instagram. I'm stretching my ears. I'm making video diaries again. I write for myself only. I'm secluded, quiet, I'm grieving, I'm burying myself and I am being buried and I am attending the funeral. I'm alone in all of this.
It wasn't a new year resolution that led me here. It wasn't therapy or a fortune cookie or anything romantic. But I realize your story only matters if you plan on telling it to someone. Maybe as a response to something, "what the fuck is wrong with you?", maybe an intimate secret, maybe a drunken ramble. I'm done telling stories.
I've been alone for forever. Occasionally someone will drift too close, and I think maybe this time, maybe, maybe... And I'm left scarred, or left quietly, but always left.
Of course I have things to reflect on and things to take accountability for. But I'll be damned if I present my isolation as pure, as if I am a martyr. No, this is not for everyone's safety or my own digestibility. I am bringing the chisel down in sharp downward motions against myself again and again and and I will carve something new from this stone tomb. I'll never be David. I'll never be Michelangelo. But I can be something more than stone.
I am moving on. I don't know to where or to what end. It doesn't matter. Very little does, now. Maybe it always had such little meaning and I was just too close, to desperate, to see that. I wanted so badly to mean something. Even if it was just to be grieved. No one will miss me, now, as it's always been. But I also don't miss me.
Moving on.
Mar 26, 2025