The primary symptom of Dissociative Identity Disorder is semi-autonomous
fragments of personality called “alternates.”
I call them feelings with names.
My alternates have different styles but a tone of voice.
That tone is my true self.
The writing below is dated, August 22, 1991:
I havnt’ really brought you up to date on how I’m geting on with my 6′ rabbits all named George. Okay, now that the chuckle is out of the way, I’m seriously stating that the exchanges I’ve told you about are only a small per centage of what’s happening lately, in fact. I can come up with three possible rationale for my hearing to be acting this way
1> S. Psychosis
2> enhanced or telepathic reception for unknown reasons
4> brain rot
Nearly all of the times when I am alone, even alone in a crowd there is a running commentary/critique/conversation/dialogue occurring and it’s always about me. There is a large array of performers.”
Here is another piece by a different alternate dated December 2000:
“Thank you for the condescending tone of your post, but there are a few points that I think you have misunderstood. I do not hate Republicans because of my Mother’s death. My hatred for Republicans is my hatred for Wallace Democrats, white racists, Richard Nixon, and the corruption of our politics caused by the Southern Strategy, which debases our political discourse and promotes the ignorance that fuels racism. I do not blame Republicans for my Mother’s death; I blame all the lefty voters who covertly supported the Reagan agenda by not voting.
“6 September 1991
The two main characters sound to be an adult woman and her mother. They both give praise as well as criticism, often, but not always, opposing one another to some degree. Upon moving a plant. (n bloom) into the foyer a few moments ago, I plainly heard the mother say ‘oh look- how pretty.’ and repeating this several times, with daughter barely responding, showing much indifference. I was not thinking of the plant’s appearance at all but was simply getting it out of the way. An additional factor is that they seem to witness everything except my thoughts. Those remain private unless I utter them. They also, at first, indicated surprise when responded to their dialogue, as if they thought that I could not see nor hear THEM AT ALL.B.”
This poem is dated April 1993:
Justice is a tweaked out whore: colored glass, lint, skin,
a hummingbird, priests, all the stars in the universe; he
steals everything he sees.
I don’t know the writing is mine but I have no evidence that it isn’t.
While there are many facts I don’t know or want to know about my life,
I do know my alternates have a shared sense of morality.
We believe in fair play and we have a sense of duty.
Some people claim that DID is a kind of Narcissism.
The most recent research with brain scans and MRIs find physical trauma-related damage in the brains of people with Dissociative Identity Disorder.
My advice for anyone who has a friend or a spouse with DID is to learn about the illness.
If you think that you know what DID is because you have seen or read Sybil and the Three Faces of Eve you’re wrong.
In a post about the partners and friends of people with DID Holly Gray, on the Dissociative Living Blog, says it best:
“Those of us with DID don’t have the option of walking away from it. You do. For my part, I’d like to remind you that no matter how it feels, DID isn’t forced on you. You can leave, or choose not to get involved at all. Those of us with this disorder would spare you if we could. So when it gets rough – and it will get rough – please remember this: living with Dissociative Identity Disorder is a decision you’re making, not something we’re doing to you. Blame us for our choices and behaviors … not for having DID.”
The point is that having Dissociative Disorder does not always mean making bad choices or behaving in strange and unruly ways.
Having a dissociative disorder does mean having unpredictable shifts in memory and interests.
My goal is to help lift the stigma of mental illness by talking honestly about the experience of learning to live with DID.
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