Another day of obsession and questioning. I hate how this thing is taking over my life, yet...yet...
I've been undergoing EMDR therapy for childhood trauma for months now. A few weeks ago, I found myself unable to talk for myself and discovered I had an alter named Billy. This revelation has thrown me into a tizzy and I am looking at myself and my life differently now. So many things make sense now. My therapist has told me I have DD-NOS, which I now know is currently called OSDD, but in my reading, it looks like I may actually have DID. I am no longer sure I want to delve into my background trauma. Why rock the boat?

Cat's out of the bag and ain't going back in.