AUGUST 27, 2025
At the (bodily)* age of 19, the words "Dissociative Identity Disorder" (DID) first entered our life, through the gentle suggestion of one of our psychiatrists. Shortly thereafter, our life became a wild ride that one could succinctly describe through the words of Lemony Snicket: "a series of unfortunate events". However, as cliche as it may sound, it did get better. Now, at the (bodily)* age of 21, our DID is more manageable and managed than it has ever been, and healing has become less of an uphill battle, and more of a lazy river.
*We (and others initiated in the practice of DID slang) often say "bodily" age to denote the age of our actual body, since alters often present as distinct ages.
From the discovery of DID as a terrifying possibility, that is, we went on to count ten, then eleven, then thirteen, and finally, fourteen alters that made up our "system" or conciousness. This whopping discovery made us wildly unstable.
So, how did we accomplish "fusion" to the point of 5 alters? Well, our time has been spent primarily in therapy and in reflection (as finding employment and keeping steady school attendance proved futile in this state of instability). In fact, we've been able to get a pretty good handle on what works for us, and what didn't work.
Conveniently, our host, No. 1, recently wrote a post online succinctly listing these elements. So, I present:
What Worked