It doesn't happen very often but yesterday we were talking to our mom and I think it was because we were talking about our childhood and the things that were good and bad about it and we switched back and forth so much that I had trouble keeping up with what was actually said. She understands what DID is and claims to have it too but she seems to be more Bipolar than anything (I'm not a T so I can't say for sure) but for the first time she actually admitted that she knew something was wrong with me but for a long time didn't know how to deal with it.

I'm calling that a win. Person who is partially responsible for the isolation and controlling behavior that lead to my current state admitted she could have been wrong and didn't address it when it first was apparent.