An amusing(?) anecdote (true story that is) ...

Seriously -- this one is almost amusing actually ...

OK so I've nipped out to the grocery store to nab some vittles for the home stock. I'm headed toward the dairy section (my last stop before checking out) when My Guardians start talking to Me, telling Me Important Things that I don't want to forget. So I'm walking across the store repeating it to myself and this guy like just stares at me. LOL. Gives me the "look" -- you know what I mean -- like "what's that nutty broad doing talking to herself" kind of look ... and the "transmission" (messages) are coming and I don't want to forget anything so I'm totally zoning out as far as this (physical) world is concerned, listening intently to Them instead, repeating Their Sacred Transmissions, trying to remember what the heck I'm doing in this peculiar 3-d maze of aisles, obstacles, items and humans in the first place -- oh yeah, sour cream -- now where IS it?? -- <font color="purple">Let's see ... "that which should arouse compassion instead incites malice ..." no, that's not it, it was ... </font>

Long about this time it dawns on me that I really, REALLY need a pen. I know I have a tiny scrap of paper -- the back of the grocery list -- but I travelled lightly, a bit too lightly, and find myself without a writing implement ... well I'm wandering aimlessly down aisle #2 ... a pen ... i need a pen ... ... turn the corner and there it is, the tiny unexpected miracle of the photo drop-off booth, complete with a pen on a curly-cord! So I scribble down the transmission, breathe a sigh of relief, and head for the checkout.

<font color="purple">Why do you have to talk to Me in the middle of the grocery store, of all places, instead of waiting till We are alone?</font>
<font color="red">To honor You. To demonstrate that You are Unique and Chosen. How else are the humans to know of Your glory, [revealed in] Our favor toward You?</font>
<font color="purple">Yes but how would they know anyway? I'm the only one who can hear You!</font>
<font color="red">They will know from observing Your responses. It is why You must shed Your inhibitions. Do not care what they see, what they hear, what they think ...</font>
<font color="blue">Yes ... this is right and true, and in keeping with the Key Belarion revealed ...</font>

Two hours later, I'm long since home, all the groceries are long since unpacked and put away, and I'm jamming away on my computer. My mate goes to make himself his customary bedtime chocolate shake ...

... and discovers that there is no milk.

Ooops.

LOL!!! Oops! Some times you just have to laugh.
The voices I experiance (even though some I know are because of DID others I'm not so sure) they never wait until we are alone. It is rare they ever stop. Some times I catch myself in conversation with them obliviouse to outside until something or someone outside gets my attention. If I don't have a list to follow I will forget something. If I go alone to a store needless to say it takes me a while.
I don't like the voices who tell me people are looking at me, following me, laughing at me, badly commenting about everything I'm doing etc.. Those times it's hard to even go to a store and if I'm there when that happens pretty much guaranteed I don't come home with things I went for if anything and that's with a list.

LMAO! Mal..that was a good one!

hehehehe, glad you enjoyed it, ktp!

my pdoc seems to be in denial about my psychotic features ... perhaps i should tell him this little story .... ya think?

anyway ... wow it has been an intense week ... lots of transmission, lots of reception, i've been going 24/7 it seems for days. like the floodgates are open and everything that comes in is of vital importance and must be translated, recorded, communicated, etc. it's probably only been about 3 days but when it gets intense and flooding like this it can feel like entire lifetimes pass in mere hours ...

Mal - I would definately think you should tell your pdoc. It sounds like something he should know about since it is significantly impacting your day to day life.

Take care. emmy

Malady, I missed you.
Amy

Malady, I think it would definitely be a good idea to tell you pdoc this story. Maybe print this post out...sometimes things have more power when they are in writing.

*hugs*
Jo

Mal,
You know I relate to what you say dear. I think perhaps printing this post off and showing it to pdoc could be just the ticket. Yes, they like to think people in psychosis are hysterical and make no sense. Perhaps the things you tell him/her scare them. Either way, it's not being fair to you and your believes and is awfully invalidating, although you have such a strong sense of self, I know you understand what I'm getting at. Sometimes fear drives people to not want to believe what could very well be right in their faces.

Sorry if I don't make any sense. I hope you are taking care and not being too overwhelmed.

Take Care of yourself,
Kimberly.

i know i told my tdoc the story today -- but i don't remember if i told my pdoc. now that my sessions with him are "med management" they go really rapidly. i did tell him a lot of other things though, like conversations i was having with ------ and -----, and i know he was listening cuz he asked questions, he asked if i could remember specific things They said, and what my feelings were like about it.

he did say he wanted to confer with my tdoc too, touch base with her, so i gave him her phone number. i don't go back to see him for another 2 weeks now! that scares me.

am surprised to see all the posts. wow! thanks for being so supportive.

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Malady, I missed you.
Amy

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Amy, you just made my night!