Personally its a safe house with an over run trail behind the house up into a mountain full of trees that only I can get to. For every new "Other" a new room is created and new furnishings and such. There is a thing that we like to call the box, it's a room that locks from the outside when one "Other" gets out of hand. Makes it easy to deal with when some can leave at will and others can be locked up.

I have not created places yet cause it is still in the works. I am just brainstorming right now.

When I woke up this morning I almost didn't bother to get out of bed. The rain outside made the light in my room look like the room my alter is used to. So, I thought I was just 'in the box', and wasn't going to bother to get up. Then I heard my family in the kitchen and realized where I really was. Other than that one, I don't have rooms. I don't know that I will encourage that in myself. I want these characters to become one person, not further cement into separate individuals.

Thats really cool spike, and dreamer i think when you finally get an idea youll get crazy creative, and you never know stephanie maybe you need to let them get a little separate to get them to integrate, two steps forward and three steps back bud.

strangely there seem to be a lot of similarities with my inner world.
when i walk in. i start in a tiny square room with a wooden door. behind that door there are corridors with rooms. some are open and have light. others, most of them, are closed and dark. 1 room in particular, im not allowed to go in or even near. one alter resides in the corridors. we have a basement. we do also seem to have an attic. we have a garden where there are more little and seemingly deserted houses. the path leads up to the mountain which is a safe spot, surrounded and hidden by trees, and it's sort of a hole in the ground or a crater. it seems that at least one alter resides there. during the path the environment changes from sandy dry ground to very nature-rich.
this inner world has always been there and i do not remember ever actively creating or imagining one. i remember trying to stay in this world and avoiding/denying the existence of that world, starting at a young age.

Oh my gosh, Other people have "the box" too? I thought it was just me. and where people keep trying to send my best Others.

I donb't really no. it secret 3even to me.

i have had an image of a farm house (2 story with a basement) since before i even knew i was DID, but as things have progressed, it's taken shape. There is a hallway upstairs, mostly with bedrooms off of it. There is a living room with a fireplace at one end and a staircase to upstairs at the other, a front porch runs along it around the outside. There is a bedroom adjoining that which is mine, a hallway that goes back towards a kitchen (which i have never seen inside), and a door which goes down to the basement where there is a locked door with a lot of locked boxes that i think hold the memories that i have lost (and hope to someday be able to see). As different parts have come to understand that they are safe now, they have come down to the main room and to the bedroom off the main floor---I am a Christian, and Jesus has been in that room from the beginning, even when i was not inside--and that room has been filled with light and is safe. He has been looking through photo albums in the living room since the start, as if to say, He is not afraid to look at what is there, and i can come see it whenever i am ready, but so far, i haven't been able to do it. ihave come into the house though, and that is good, because in the beginning, i lived on the porch, and i thought the house was abandoned--i didn't know about anyone else inside.

there is also a forest down the road, and if you go through it there is a lake with a dock. across the lake there is an island, where on the beach a bunch of people are having a picnic. i am invited, i know, but it means swimming across the lake, and i know that doing so means getting into the water, and the water--somehow i fear, holds memories too, means facing things that i am afraid to face, and so far, i am still isolated on my side of the lake, watching the others across the way. they cannot/have not seen me yet.

i don't imagine this or manipulate it, but as things change inside, i will get a new image.

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OMG!! I just realized a recurring dream I have with a certain house and yard. Is that where the alters go?

Well I follow the yellow brick road and go to Oz

We both go to the same place. Nothing but Darkness, where we feel all our pain and fears ganging up on us. Due to this, we always fight for control, and make each other hurt worse. Sometimes both of us are somewhat out together and it prevents us from being in the Darkness, but that... makes us a bit weak.

i go to "the back of the bus" its a small bus kinda miniature of a correctional officers bus...there are shackles in the back of the bus when one of us gets out of hand...its lock down time

I don't have any places. Mine are hidden and keep me in the dark. A therapist told me that one of them said they don't think that i am ready to know about them. I don't agree.

some of my alters don't believe in me. Funny because I have a hard time believing in them.