So I've decided in the past year or so that I would start coming out to people.. I've been lieing about this since I was 15 (Jess says 13, but I don't remember that at all so I say 15). I'm 21 now. I started coming out to my friends.. a few of my friends already know because one of my teenage alters (gone now) decided to f* with all of them and pretend to be possessed and my choices were either pretend that it was me who was joking (one of the friends I was with has a horrid phobia of ouija boards and things like that) and be seen as a bitch or tell them about my DID... they don't believe me.. one of the girls does (the girl with the phobia) but the others say "oh yeah okay" and then talk about how much of a liar I am behind my back.. -_- So that deteered me from telling people, but I have started to come around to the idea of it... I told my writing club, and they were understanding, but then started talking about "aren't all writers like that in a way". I've told my fiance, and she is the most understanding and loving persona bout it... I haven't told any of my family yet though. I tried talking to my dad about it without telling him I had it just to test how he'd react. I told him that one of the girls on my self harm support group I (co)run was just diagnosed with it and asked if he knew anything about it... he went on to talk about a study they did a while back on whether it's your mind splitting into different pieces or if it's legitimately different personalities, and from there he went on to (once again) talk about one of his AA stories... so I never got a clear answer on where he stands with all of it.. his wife is a psychiatrist, who likes to pretend she knows everything about me and micromanage all of my diagnoses.. so I'm scared to death to tell them.. my sisters are understanding and I don't think they'd cause me trouble but I'm scared to tell them.. same with my mom (and I know the second I tell my mom the entire city will know because she can't keep keep her mouth shut about my life UNLESS IT WOULD PUT A NEGATIVE IMAGE ON HER, like when she kicked me out after I attempted suicide for being "too traumatic" on my sisters)...
I'm tired of the lies and I'm tired of the deceit and I Chris (new alter) is not happy at all that he has to hide himself from my grandparents (who I live with now).
DOES IT EVER GET EASIER!? EVER!? :'(