I remember migraines, misery, confusion, darkness and insecurity. Life used to be so completely awful that I could not enjoy anything good that was in my life (like my two precious children). I struggled and fought and resisted for a long time because I could not trust anyone (especially me)

Then there is now. I do not have migraines and I have some help for depression and fibromyalgia. I have struggles and live with a non-supportive mate. HOWEVER...things are so much better in a lot of ways. I respect myself and appreciate my alters. I have been able to come to terms with some of the worst things in my past and I believe that I am getting much more healthy that I've ever been.

Hope exists. If you knew what I went through it would prove to you hope exists, but if I wrote what I really went through I believe the moderators would pull my post to protect sensitive/struggling people. I experienced physical, mental, spiritual, sexual abuse (multiple perps, ritual abuse, teacher, dentist, pastor, numerous relatives). It was so bad I'm not sure but that even DID'ers would wonder if I was exaggerating my sufferings. It is better for me now but I am not near to the end yet.

Things can get better. We survived so much as children and we can still get past our past in due time. Gotta go,

Leslie and the Pixies