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These are my ramblings in an attempt try and understand my Dissociative Identity Disorder. Thank you for reading my blog and I hope that together we can come to a better understanding of the human mind. If you have any questions or comments you are more than welcome to add them to my blog, or to email me. I would love to hear from you.

08 January, 2017

Love


One of the greatest questions or problems we face as a multiple is Do we deserve Love?
As an outsider you may say "of course you do, everyone deserves love and you have been through so much, you especially deserve love." Good in theory, but in practice it is so much more complicated than that. 
You learn to love and be loved as you are growing up in what is theoretically, a loving caring family environment. Or at the least, with one die hard parent, aunt or grandparent, who is determined to show you Love when no one else does.
But what happens when you grow up in an environment where you are taught shame, disgust, sex, abuse, rape and torture. Where love is portrayed as nothing like what love really is. What if as a 3 year old you are told that by a man having sex with you, that is love. Or by being beaten because you didn't listen, that was love. When you hurt yourself there were no hugs and kisses to make it better. but instead you were told you were never good enough. 
It doesn't take long to understand that a child, or anyone really, in this environment would believe that they don't deserve love. That they were one of those people who are too bad or evil to ever be allowed to be loved. Yet their deepest ache and longing, is that maybe just maybe, someone could love them anyway.
As adults trying to heal, we must confront this awful thought. Are we truly loveable. As a singleton survivor of abuse that is a hard thing to overcome. When you add multiplicity it becomes even harder. Multiples are seen as freaks, and anomalies. That's if we are believed at all. If the Psychiatric community can't decide if we exist or not, and then if we do, how to treat us, how does the layman stand a chance. Strangely enough, better than most professionals. When by our very existence we feel broken and rejected people, it is hard to argue in favour of loving us, even though that may be our greatest desire. 
We see love everywhere around us, from small children being loved by their parents, to old couples who have been together for 60 years. But can we do that, can we have that. 
We have been watching so many multiples around us and the lives they have. It appears to me that people can know who we are and still love us. It is not about how many of us there are, but more about how we present as people. Do we generally come off as caring loving individuals or strange moody people. Can others see in us a strength and love, or do they see the chaos. Chaos is part of multiplicity I find in many ways, but we don't need to take it out on others. 
Our system is what most would refer to as high functioning. We have survived in society pretty well unnoticed, raising two children as a single parent for many years. We are financially capable, friendly, organised, tidy and generally show little external signs of what lies beneath. When we look at our day to day lives , we see that we are really not that horrible. 
I guess what I am trying to get to is that maybe, just maybe, we can be known AND loved, it's not within the realms of science fiction, but a very real possibility. It's going to take a very special person themselves to be able to love us. But I have seen enough of people out there to know that there are people like that out there. Maybe just maybe we can find someone who can love us how we so desperately need to be loved. A glimmer of hope in what seems a hopeless situation. 
We are trying to stop seeing ourselves as broken hopeless people, but instead as amazingly strong people who survived so much and are still fighting today. We shouldn't hide, we should be proud of the strength we have together and the wonderful things that can be achieved. We have fought longer and harder to survive than most, and we shouldn't be ashamed. We have value! And so do you!

02 January, 2017

New Year.

With Christmas and New Years over, we have finally slept again without medication. Quite a pleasant achievement. While inside we were a mess for Christmas, outside we had one of the best christmases we have had in a very long time. We spent it with our children and friends. Probably too much alcohol, but it helped us relax and enjoy the fun.
This year we are trying to head back to part time work. Only as far as our head and recovering wrist can manage, but we will give it a try. Having some spare spending money would be very nice.
At the end of last year we hit a break through with our therapist, in that we finally were able to switch in front of him. It was awesome, and while that was happening I got to see a bit of the kaos that was happening inside. We are hopeful that we will be able to continue with this and improving throughout this year. Now he has a chance to talk directly to those inside, it will make a lot of difference to our ability to heal.
I hope that you can all find a reason for hope in this year, no matter how small it is. Hope is the key.
Thanks you for reading our posts, we are grateful to have people out there who are interested in how we are going and what
we are doing. Take care.

23 December, 2016

Christmas

Christmas is only two days away and we are scared. Really scared. At the moment we are crying because some inside are so upset.We haven't slept well in over a week maybe 2. This morning our head is a mess and we are feeling overwhelmed. We didn't get to see out therapist this week and that is showing, we really needed it. We are so worried they will come and get us this year. It's hard to feel safe no matter where I am.  I just want to feel safe. We have tried reaching out to friends to hang out with them but everyone is so busy getting ready for Christmas. Fortunately this year we have a good day planned and I hope we will make it through ok.
I feel like we are screaming inside, yelling so loud, but no one can see or hear us. They just see the body and the smile we are so used to putting on our face. I wish someone could see through that to the fear and mess inside.
All this with lack of sleep and financial stress of christmas and things are not going well. We are so anxious we are physically shaking every day no matter how much medication we take. All I want to do today is cry, but I must get things ready for christmas. I really don't like Christmas at all. To many triggers and memories. To many threats they will find us. They already know where we are, how safe can we be?
My poor next door neighbour got questioned last night. He was coming home but had someone drop in as well. Our front door was open to let in the breeze and all this strange noise and movement near our front door made us scared. We went out to check that it was him. This really isn't the best way to live. Every last noise has us alert. I feel we are in a constant state of fight or flight. We want to get far from here and hide, somewhere dark and quiet, where we are safe. But there is no where to go.
We feel so alone. I just hurts.  I feel exhausted.