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,...
What a gift it would be to this group of you could share with us the process as you go through it, but I know that is probably asking too much. We are for you no matter how painful it gets.
I still believe we are put here "Not to see through one another, but to see one another through"
You are courageous, brilliant, and kind... Thanks for sharing!
...I'm not even being allowed to worry, or get mad...It's really freaking strange.
I used to think I had no interest in integrating. Now I am not sure...perhaps more willing to think about it, even if it's decided it isn't for us.
I wish you well with it, and ups and downs may come along with the process...so, please post if you need support.
I think the unease at the whole thing is coming from the others...integration means that the one who wants to kill us all and the one who wants to have sex with everybody aren't encapsulated anymore.
Katharine has the metaphorical (or metaphysical) gears...She used a dream to represent it as remotely-controlled trains all converging and colliding, then a nuclear plant about to melt down...
It was meant as a warning???
Maybe she can't stop it either???
...I could ask for a group meeting until blue in the face, I think. I am not in charge...and while I suspected that I'm getting proof.
...Basically, I'm trying to be nice and zen and just accept that I'm going to have feces hitting the fan.
Rather like a human newsfeed...I feel what the others give to me to feel.
"my" "self." Except that I'm just a cover for them?
One of the kids, Joy, was mad at me about something and said of me: "She's just a bag we fill up."
I know when they talk through me I feel like a tube.
I might be upset. Except I'm...not? I'm uneasy, though.
It's a bit of a (non)existential unease...