Not knowing I had DID, made my life completely a mess. I didnt understand why I was always missing things, always forgetting things, and it would take me twice as long to figure things out that others could do easily.
Couldnt remember significant events in my life,
and had unexplained changes in myself that I couldn't control........I had no explanation, and nothing to go on, just the fact I was a disorganized freak...

Knowing about DID, has given me self awareness, understanding why I do things and realizing this is not just some random arbitrary freak show.

Do I believe labels help? In my case yes, and no I don't blame everything on DID....and amandalouise, I, in fact feel horribly to find out that DID is a "last resort" diagnosis, because how trapping can it feel to be treated for things that might be some of your symptoms but not the problem as a whole? I know its a controversy, I know there are fakers,
but true DID is horrible, its just horrible. Im sorry, but thats what it is, you have no control over yourself, you cant explain your behaviors, and people judge you, and you are middiagnosed as shizophrenic, psychotic, bipolar, etc etc etc...when the truth is much deeper, when the uncontrolled life is much more than mood swings, but complete shifts in self.

This crap is confusing enough without a name...not knowing why you do things, why you are here or there.....and there is no explanation!!! This crap sucks okay? DID is one big sucky pool of horribleness, shame, anger, makes you do things that are embarassing....
knowing that this was something that had a name, and was not just a problem with no name, no hope, no anything made it a tiny bit tolerable.

Its just, I understand the hesitation, but if someone has DID, they just have it and I dont see why its such a big denial....
Fakers have caused so much pain for real DID, fakers make it harder for real DID to get help, and to make sense of this ongoing confusion.

Excuse me if I sound a bit angry, just ...frustrated since DID carries its own baggage of denial on top of all the misdiagnoses and failures and social stigma. It makes us feel like we cannot speak of our symptoms because of shame and controversy. All the pain continues until someone willing, opens their eyes/ears.

The vent has finished.

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