We all know that everyone's different.
Basically, we never had any life coping skills through prolonged years of abuse. The full others have their own prefs. Most of the others fill in the blanks, like one for every situation/event in life as needed.
It's like I'm Conscience, the director, but I'm everyone for they are me. I always see. My thoughts are their thoughts. I'm always being accused of being a control freak. I can't help it, the system's safety and image is my main concern, so I'm like a regulator. Of course, things happen waaaaay beyond my control, but I always end up directing clean up because everyone tends to run and hide when it hits the fan, go figure. I'm not in control.
I'm like that behind the scenes conscience itch, the voice of common sense, an intellectual that can override, of course, that doesn't carry much weight against the passion of the one out.
Like Susie is up front right now, but I'm like in thought control even though she's like in body control, even though she is influencing my verbalization, almost talking like how she would...it's a battle. She's gabbing at me in the head! Lol she's cool wth it. After all, that's what we do, she's a space case anyways! Jk...not.
fU.
Everyone has a job, mental, physical, locale, or life event. I'm the stitch that keeps it fluent.
Of course, memory is so like barely existent, it's a "can I borrow?"
We've worked hard to appear as singular, but lately it's coming apart at the seams in our own personal world because we gave recognition to our others finally, now we've fell out of silent cohesiveness, hence our immediate crazy.
I can tell you now, there is no going back as much as we try to fake it real.
The body is male, I'm an it, the rest runs it.
There is no defined "host". We live and deal in the now. Life triggers whose turn is immediately up.
Of course, the skilled workers work with their companion alters as generally required, but when they're done, the next shift rolls in.
I hope this makes sense. This is why I adopted the name AlwaysChanging, because I am.
Is this DID? Most likely not. It's a bucket full of crazee- I call it normal.
How about you?
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