When I was diagnosed I was at first relieved. For me it meant that I wasn't crazy. I had started to think that I was loosening my mind. Having this diagnosis enabled me to understand that I wasn't losing my mind I was just becoming aware of my system. After the diagnosis I went back and forth from acceptance to denial. Even now four years later someone will say it's not true. But than we talk about it and realize it is. Knowing and accepting my diagnosis, was and is like beginning a new life. I marvel at how strong I was when I was young and how my mind created alters to protect me/us. I feel better about myself and know I am not losing my mind. Sense learning more about my system everyone has settled down. My mind and thoughts aren't racing. The cross talk is now talk and not just random thought. I can see the conversations between alters as though we were all sitting in a room. Where before I felt just battered by thought. Particularly when my alters were disagreeing. Taking my medication has also helped with some of the compulsive thinking that I was having. I still have the thought just not over and over and over again. Not having the compulsive thinking allowed my head to clear. That was when I started to be able to separate the myriad of thoughts in my head. So I would tell you be grateful for the diagnosis. Don't be hard on your self when you take one step forward and two steps back. Eventually you will just be taking steps forward. Take care.