Multiple Personalities Support Group
Dissociative identity disorder is a diagnosis described as the existence in an individual of two or more distinct identities or personalities, each with its own pattern of perceiving and interacting with the environment. At least two of these personalities are considered to routinely take control of the individual's behavior, and there is also some associated memory loss,...
So, hi, I'm denelle, I'm a freak.
Now, who else around here has this weird auditory shit? Hope I'm not the only one.
I have PTSD and OCD. I usually take Zoloft, and that crap makes a UNIVERSAL difference in my brain. W.out it I can't process information as quickly or coherently as when I'm on it. It gives me several extra seconds of buffer time so I CAN think before I speak, cuz without it there is no observation before I do things, they just happen and I don't have the impulse control.
Anyway, I can't seem to do a rtask when people are talking to me. I can't seem to process verbal instruction correctly.
I noticed this in like 2nd grade. And there's seems to be weird delay time with me, or I must do something obviously weirder than other people, because I keep getting comments from others about HOW I do things, and why I chose to do them. But I feel like this is a faulty brain function thing.
Like my brain isn't making the right connections because of auditory stimulation, such as:
* groups of noisy children
* many people seeking my assistance at once
* thumpy music or
* loud music
* people fighting or the threat of violence
* talking programs on the radio
Any of this noise static makes it hard for me to think the next thought I need.
Does anyone know what the F I am talking about or what this is called? I feel like such an incompetent bunglar
Anyone recognize what that is?
I'm an old man, a child of the 50's, teenager in the 60's - and as I grew into an adult around 1970 we called ourselves Freaks. And it wasn't meant as something derogatory. You'd probably think of us as Hippies, though truth is - they were gone fairly quickly and we just followed right behind, pretty indistinguishable i suppose. But anyways, we were still outsiders, distrusted and disliked by our parent's generation and much of our peers. They didn't get us, and we tried hard to not be them. The things that have you call yourself freak might sadly be liabilities out in the world, but here in this group they are things to be shared and supported and sometimes even celebrated. To be a freak isn't always easy, but neither is it always a bad thing
kevin