Lately it seems like I feel like a completely different person in the morning. Feel like I’m losing my patience with this disorder of “parts” & dissociation. I’m so deathly sick and tired of voices. Been hearing them my entire adult life. Like right now as I type I’ve heard an inner female voice say three times “Honey, I’m so sorry.” It may sound strange to be upset with someone/ something that’s being nice to you but some of inner voices can be cruel. And most of all I’m tired of begging them to be part of my outer life. Like, why can’t they share the load of being “host?” Why can’t they write me personal messages on the pad of paper more often. Instead they tell me how afraid they are of the outer world and being out too long and bla bla bla bla bla