DID/MPD is probably one of the cruelest disorders. It isn't a mental illness in that I wasn't born multiple. My DID was created/perpetrated on me through a series of severely trauma and painful experiences. To have DID, I must have endured severe, repeatative abuse at the hands of someone trusted, in addition to not having enough nurturing and care.
I can only guess that therapists working with Multiples (which is what some of us call ourselves as in the older term, Multiple Personality Disorder) must be both fascinated and disturbed at the same time.
My experiences have shown me that the only way to heal from the pain of DID is to say aloud and relive the horrific incidents that caused me to split and fracture in the first place. I get to speak about it and I need someone to hear me. That's where the therapist comes in. I can't imagine hearing such things by an average person. It's ugly, brutal and highly disturbing.
I know my previous therapist said I was her most fascinating client. I'm guessing calling me her most disturbing client wouldn't have been therapeutically appropriate.
DID is an extreme condition. It truly would blow your mind to try and follow the complexity of the matters of my mind. You have no idea. It's just me.
I'm all good
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