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?

[kaliope]

from what i have determined i have me, the damaged me, but when i have to go to work there is a second me that comes out that really keeps it together and can handle anything. the minute we get in the car after work, the damaged me comes back again. we are coconscious and there are many others that jump out as needed, or as they want to i should say. maggie the overwhelmed suicidal girl, lucia the angry one, pirate pete the punisher, elenor the maternal soother.

[finding_my_way]

the main ones i currently or in recent years have encountered have been a very dark one. years ago, there was a similar one with a name, but this one feels different than that one. it caused a lot of self harm and suicidal stuff as well as a female teen one.

there used to be one like an angel, very peaceful. she stopped coming around though. not sure if she is still there or not. she made things feel safe though.

there are younger ones. not sure how many though. i only know of them here and there. they are the ones who are afraid and cannot understand certain things about the current life so to speak. they are stuck in darkness and fear and i think is what i feel when a certain type of dissociation occurs where i get taken there. sometimes, i blend with them and others to where none of us know who each other us versus ourselves.

i used to know of a lot of others of different genders, ages, and 'feelings,' but i do not anymore.

i don't know where things are at this point for me so cannot explain things any more than this which still doesn't make much sense.

when i feel them or hear them now, i don't know who they are because they feel different than the ones i used to know. i don't know what that means.