I live in the revolving door. I don't have just one part that represents us. I switch all day depending on the task at hand. Some don't drive but they food shop. So one part drives us and the food shopper shops, If we are almost in a car accident and become scared than another part takes control to get us through the danger and get us home. That one is more aggressive and has no patients with stupidity from other drivers. Once we get home the shopper empties the car and we all go in side and eat. Some like waffles others like coffee so we all have a little bit of what we like. That switching "revolving door" has been us sense we were about six. The trigger if you want to call it that is situational. There are many of us that are very much alike and my t and I are trying to see if those parts are willing to join together and function as one. It would help our system if the ones who are most alike worked as one. It gets confusing and we loose time between parts being out. Most time the day is recalled in snippets. I will recall an event like shopping because there is food in the fridge but I might not recall the actual effort to go out and get it. If I ask around eventually I will get a fuller picture of how the event took place. I don't think she was talking about that. She said my system is not like others with DID. That freaked me out. It made me fearful. It helps us to feel like we are not the only ones like this. But like the driver who stepped in if we were almost in a car accident. When he pops in to take control of the car and the driving the rest of us sit back and let him do what he does best. We feel safe when someone with the knowledge and confidence steps up to take control to get us through something. Than after the scary part is over we can all complain about what a moron the other driver was. But not while our adrenalin is pumping. We let the one who knows do his job.

Now (sorry for the long response) if we are experience something that triggers bad feelings, fear, pain, something that comes from the past we get lost in that. No one steps up to get us out because we are locked in and can't be pushed aside until we allow it. That is when I might find myself lying on the floor crying and sounding like a small child. That can not be interrupted unless the child allows someone to come out. Than there is conversation in our head trying to bring us back to the present. Those times come with a great deal of fear and the fear feeds it's self. We are frozen in time. Those times are painful, scarey and exhausting. Those moments are not the same as our everyday life. We have learned to ground ourself, most times it eventually works. Sometimes we run from the house to get out near people to force our self to ground so we are not seen. I hope this makes sense to you because is makes sense to me. Thanks for responding.