Holy shit, I just googled this place, had no idea I was on another 4Chan, sweet mother, mary and joseph, how the fuq I got here with you nincompoop on the edges of society is beyond me.
Instead of attempting to get people to kill themselves you should probably do yourself a favor, and do what you want them to
Not a single post I came across on this thread pointed to anything but blogs, her own stories (which ingratiates her delusions of grandeur may I add), and absolutely nothing scientifically established or arrived at. In the time I have not responded I also did a quick search on this site, going to be deleting my account because having even my burner associated with the fuckery of this place makes me feel dirtier than that banjo playing redneck from "Deliverance."
There was not one academic or scholastic post I came across, the closes thing to resembling that was an opinion piece in "Psychology Today," I genuinely thought this was a forum that was trying to understand how someone with DID could make a bunch of videos about having DID only to revela later it was pretty fabricated because the symptomatic behavior did not align with the medically accepted symptomatic requirements outlined in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual for Mental Illnesses. You are right, I thought I was talking to a bunch of children here and thought maybe sounding like I had a better grasp on the common vernacular would boost my anon credibility, in hindsight, pretty fuckin' stupid considering I had no idea my audience was a bunch of people so enthralled by their own self-loathing that they find glorification in online harassment of others as their sole contribution to the larger society they are a part of.
You people are truly the embodiment of everything this great creation was never supposed to be, and you take great pride in being the largest pieces of scum the earth, or the internet that is, has to offer. I would say I pity you, but that would require humanity to reside in your fucked up amalgamation of an internet forum, in truth, I hope each and everyone of you are doxxed and that your family endures just a fraction of the harm and hatred you spread onto others, I hope that you find yourself together, at a wal-mart or some public place, and some nincompoop with a facebook starts a live stream up and goes Christchurch on your asses and your lord and savior, the fatty with a methed up mommy in the master bedroom sleeping right now, keeps creating mirrors to keep posting to his site, so the country of New Zealand can revel in the sweet, sweet irony of your own demise. But, alas, I am an atheist, and know that only a God could conjure up a coincidence of that miraculous magnitude. Here in the real world--I get solace from being able to log off this after getting the work I should've had done hours ago before this rabbit hole piqued my interest, to walk upstairs to my beautiful and aspirational wife, wake up tomorrow with companionship you all clearly lack, and forget I ever stumbled upon such a horrific place.