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Hey there everyone! Not sure if anyone else can relate to this said post but,
Do you know what's fun? Pretending. Pretending to be a normal person in public. Don’t get us wrong, this isn’t meant to be a demoralizing post that we’ve made for the sake of sympathy from other systems. We’re actually fortunate enough to say that we’re doing rather okay for being a system these days. The only thing that seems to be causing the heartache happens to be pretending to be that said normal person out in public. We have a job that we enjoy for the most part and we’re doing well in college but… we’ve kind of cut off a significant portion of friends and family recently because we’re… scared. Scared that they would find out our secret and God knows we already know we’re crazy but, we kind of don’t need anyone who would try to understand what we’d be going through and then later on think we’re nuts. The people at work try to get close to us too because our department is rather small and theres only really about 9 people or so in it. So someone could imagine that they would all attempt to be good friends with each other. They’re all friends with each other on major social networks which is fine but… they sort of try to drag *us* into it. Obviously, we can't just blurt out and say, “Hey sorry, we can’t be friends with you because we’re a group of three guys stuck in one body that happens to have D.I.D. Thanks for understanding.” The worst part is that we’re actually there to get the job done and not to make friends with the said coworkers. Surely any system would know of the trust issues that come along with having the disorder. So of course, kind of quietly wipe away the tears at our desk because we have to keep operating under this facade of being a normal person and it hurts? The same can be said during our college courses when we have to be put into group work. Prof: “Yes, now we’re going to be working in groups.” Us: *Deep sigh* Great. This again. And then another thing happens to be a feeling of neglect and shame as a host whenever we’re co-consious but we can’t really have a moment to speak to each other because we’re too busy focused doing whatever we’re doing. Sometimes have thoughts about engaging in self harm but a promise was made a long time ago to the other two that "I" wouldn't harm our body. That being said, have never attempted to. It’s like, ever get that feeling of some form of sorrow even though you’re doing everything right by the book? |
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I am not sure I understand.... I mean... doesn't nearly every single person pretend to be 'normal' in public?
![]() We have many, many alters but still have 'friends' in the workplace and in different areas of our lives. Only our DID friend knows we have DID. We share very little personal information with others but different parts of us still enjoy the company of different people. If you don't want to be friends with others on social media etc you can just say something along the lines of you like to keep your online presence private. You know there isn't any one standard of a 'normal' person. You're a person. You don't need to be 'normal'. Nobody does. You are a human being and that is enough! |
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We're sure every human being acts a different way while in front of someone whom they should be respecting but we kind of meant in the sense of the disorder. Our host wouldn't automatically switch to someone else just because our professor would be referring to us in class right?
We've kind of closed our social media accounts ages ago so we don't have to worry about befriending anyone we don't want to talk to outside of work and school and all fortunately ![]() You do also happen to be right about the normal stuff though. No one is really huh? |
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yes....i understand. i used to think it was 'just' social anxiety that made interacting with people so difficult...i didn't realize it was triggers and other things for a long time.
it is exhausting and sad that things have to done certain ways just to be safe. i have found sometimes the inner and outer worlds collide, and in order to do things in the outer world, rules get broken in the inner world to do so...and it creates so much havoc. it is confusing and difficult....always a balancing act it seems. sometimes you cannot abide by the rules of any world because they differ from each other. |
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So yeah,... disregard previous post. Sorry about that. |
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(((((hugs)))) we think it's great you're doing well in colledge and at work but we're sorry about the pretending. that does suck, and if it happens to slip out when you don't want it too (happens to us), it can make things worse |
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Worlds colliding. You are right about the rule breaking, it does get tiresome every now and then but- do what we must. ![]() Forgedaboutit. No worries. Thank you Atlantis. As a host I did kind of come to terms earlier that telling other folks isn’t generally something that I should toy around with. We’ve dropped some subtle hints here and there to some folks that we trust about having “something” in terms of disorders but- suppose no one has really attempted to get close enough to finding out the truth. We’re good though. The one paradox of wanting to tell someone and while having D.I.D. at the same time is that we don’t really need to depend on another living being to talk to. Ain’t that funny? (Kidding) |
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May I ask, what would be the worst thing that could happen if they found out your secret? I did read that you might think you are nuts...got that, but really, many people think that the isolationist who refuses to socialize more than they absolutely have to is nuts anyway.
I wrote a post on another forum recently that speaks to this issue and though it speaks to my experience rather than yours, I'm thinking that there is sufficient similarities to just cut and paste - so here we go: Quote:
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My gummy-bear died. My unicorn ran away. My imaginary friend got kidnapped. The voices in my head aren't talking to me. Oh no, I'm going sane! |
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Basically, not generally afraid of anyone finding out because we would probably end up stonewalling them off before they could get that close and also it doesn't happen to be any of their business as we're not lab animals to be tested on or toyed with. |
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Do I think my mental health issues are anyone's business besides mine and my health care providers? Absolutely not. That said, keeping it a secret interferes with my ability to be authentic - the lack of which harms us. I have never volunteered our reality with anyone for conversation fodder, attention or judgment - but, to borrow the example I used above, what do I say when it is my turn to choose the music and the 'Disney channel' is the only thing we want to hear? I've two choices: Tell the truth or lie. Lying does damage to our sense of self because we want to see ourselves as honest and trustworthy. Telling the truth opens us up to questions that we can't answer honestly without telling them about ourselves - or we lie. If we're going to resort to lying then what was the point of us telling the truth in the first place? So yes, I agree with you unequivocally that it is none of their business - but being true to ourselves is our business. And we are the honest and truthful kind. ![]() Quote:
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Anyway, I just want to close with reiterating that I have nothing but respect for your decision to live your life in the way that makes you most comfortable and safe. Just offering another perspective in friendship and camaraderie.
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My gummy-bear died. My unicorn ran away. My imaginary friend got kidnapped. The voices in my head aren't talking to me. Oh no, I'm going sane! |
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And really? Would imagine that it's a bit strange if someone would be talking to you as if your other happened to be there and there would be an awkward moment if they weren't. (For us anyway. "Oh sorry, he's asleep. It's just me.") Quote:
No really- Thank you for taking time out of your day to post your said thoughts. The only opinions that we're pretty open to hearing these days are from those who are like well- us. ![]() |
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I think that's a major point hidden in what I said earlier - I talk about her not because anyone else needs to know, but she needs to know that I am not ashamed or embarrassed by her. Granted, she knows that now and maybe I could stop - but my wife knows I love her and I haven't stopped telling her that I love her either. Not sure that I added anything in this post that was worth hearing - just have enjoyed the conversation and your posts and wanted to nurture a continued connection.
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My gummy-bear died. My unicorn ran away. My imaginary friend got kidnapped. The voices in my head aren't talking to me. Oh no, I'm going sane! |
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We did it for years....but at body age 46....we can't do it anymore, but when we were younger we had that youthful energy and drive. Today....why bother? Life is a blur...and still is today when you are living 5-50 lives at once. Joy? I get the sarcasm. Good luck with all that....but do take timeout to connect with your others at least 30-60 minutes a day....you need to for system sanity sake. ![]() |
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