HI,
My sincere apologies if this is the wrong place to post. I am looking for either other adult children of parents with DID (with multiple personalities) or people with DID who can help with advice to help my mother realize I am telling her the truth... and accept she has done things she doesn't remember, and ACCEPT that I am telling her the truth, without causing her too much pain. Here is the backstory:
From what I know from what my FATHER told me, my mother grew up in a very poor household. Her father was crazy and her mother had breast cancer twice. She had to care for her brother and her family. My father is a psychiatrist, and his first wife left him. I think he was looking for someone beautiful sweet, gentle, adoring, who was broken and needed him, and less educated than him... someone who needed him and would not leave him. That was my host or apn mother. Only, I don't think he knew the extent of the damage that was done to her....
.****trigger warning abuse*** From the age I can remember, my mother physically, emotionally, and verbally abused me. The physical abuse is bad enough there is permanent damage in my neck/spine, discovered in my early 30s. My mother always made sure to NEVER do this in front of my father, and only slipped up A FEW TIMES in front of other kids with the physical abuse, although a childhood friend saw much of the other. CPS was called twice on me, and she lied (or another alter went forward). Her "host" personality, or personality that took care of things and is a sort of cruel and abusive sometimes gatekeeper, was the only one most adults saw. She talked her way out of both CPS calls, and I was terrified to tell anyone. She threatened me physically, verbally, mentally, and that our family would be destroyed and that it would be my fault if I ever said anything. Her verbal and emotional abuse was horribly cruel, to the point of trying to get me to kill myself. She abused my little sister as well, but for some reason, only physically abused her twice... I was the target. My father refused to believe me, even though there was physical evidence at time my mother explained away. He didn't WANT to believe me. He told me that I would be going away to college, and he was going to spend the rest of his life with her, and if had to choose, it would be her. Long story short, I had a miserable, terrifying childhood, and ended up with severe PTSD and anxiety issues. Throughout it all, the only way I survived, suffering in forced threatened silence, was to tell myself she was horrible and bad, I was good... at least she had to live with herself, at least she knew what she did to me. I was honest and good (I don't lie) I was a pure, good person, and she was evil, and at least she had to live with knowing with what she did. I always thought she lied, because although she often said that never happened and she had no idea what I was talking about, she often said she remembered it (always while blaming me or while abusing me....). Not having a clue, I thought she had a simple personality disorder and had difficulty controlling herself.. not that she had DID, so I thought she was lying. ****end abuse trigger warning***
Throughout our childhood, my sister and I always thought my mother was like "Dr Jekyl and Mr. Hyde", only we had no idea how right we really were. Our father, keen to explain things away, believed her (gatekeeper's?) excuses. My sister and I also thought she had severe memory issues, and thought she was getting early alzheimers. For example, she told me about her brother getting in a fist fight with her father protecting her on prom night, then later she denied telling me that, and said it never happened, ***trigger warning, possibly related to abuse*** she said weird sexual things to us growing up she denied saying later, like when my sister was 3 and I was 8,and my sister drew a mountain, she snickered and pointed at the mountain and said "look, it's a phallic symbol..." (um... telling an 8 year old?) telling me I had no idea how lucky we had it, because in "the olden days there was something called a father's perogative", etc...", not to mention many random remembering, then not remembering, as in things she did to us...
When was a teenager, I called her brother, and asked about their father, and told him she was physically, emotionally, and verbally abusive to me, and asked what happened because she always told me something different. He told me their father was a very ill, horrible man, and he was glad he died before my cousin was born. He said my grandfather used to beat the C$%%% out of him and my grandmother constantly, but as far as he knew, he never laid a hand on my mother. I told my mother what my uncle said, she denied it happened. Later, I brought up the conversation again with her, and she said she never had the conversation with me about what my uncle said... *** end trigger warning***
So here I am after 40, and got in a fight with my mother last February. I had been/am going through my own therapy, and my child overheard something by accident and repeated it to her. He asked her about it, and she denied it. Later she called me and asked me about it... I told her he overheard it by accident, and she said... "OK, you know that never really happened though, right???" I was livid and tore into her. Her voice changed, and she shifted. She then said she remembered it, and it was all my fault, everything was my fault, and demanded an apology, and said she would never talk to me, and my kids would never see her again unless I apologized, and hung up.
So then I called my father. He told me had recently seen her with my adult sister (she has been living with them)... and seen what we had been telling us all of those times he didn't believe / denied (he saw her personality totally change, as well as her abusive persona, and her not remember it later). My father was always working when we were kids, and is semi-retired now so happened to be home. And he brought up that he thinks she really has some sort of disassociation going on...
then later I talked more to him about memories she remembered / didn't remember, what my uncle had told me, and he FINALLY listened to everything that had transpired to me when I was a kid, and he is pretty sure that she does have DID. as am I, and am my sister. He said she NEVER talks about her childhood, just says "her parents love her" and that is it, and seems to have huge gaps in time of what she remembers from then, too. It was like a slam in the face. SO OBVIOUS in hindsight.So 100% obvious.
Now, she refuses to get therapy for herself. Recently, as she told my father, she admitted recently she has "defenses up about her childhood, and is afraid if she goes into it too much she will lose who she is".
Here is where I struggle. The only way I survived was believing she had to live with what she did, and finding out she doesn't (her host) has no idea what she did, yanked the rug out from under me and causes me internal turmoil, and I am going through a huge, huge, amount of difficulty and pain and turmoil upon finding that out... that she doesn't even KNOW what happened (see trigger section). NOT ONCE has she not said that I, as a child, was not responsible for what she has done, or admitted she even did things she did. I am also HORRIFIED I left my children alone with her, because since that initial discovery one of my kids has come forward and told me something that happened (that absolutely 100% could NOT have overheard) that happened OFTEN when I was a child... that was... very UNIQUE to the situation and not likely to be made up. I am placing a lot of self blame on myself for not knowing, and thought her actions were based on simple lack of control of emotions, not something else.
It is at the point I do love her, and although when I first found out the only way I would ever be able to have her in my life would be to have her go through therapy and remember every single thing that happened that she doesn't remember, I don't want to cause her more pain. So at this point, the ONLY thing I need from her, is for her to ***trigger warning, abuse*** admit that she knows I am telling the truth, and admit that she KNOWS one of her alters abused me constantly physically, emotionally, and verbally my entire childhood, and she accepts that it happened ***end trigger warning***. That is IT. Yet, she seems unable to do even this, although she admits she knows I don't lie and it "must have happened" (incident we got in fight over).
She told my father she knows I don't lie, that she believes it must have happened. I tried to get CPS records, unfortunatelly they were purged in 1995. However, although she SAYS she believes me, I KNOW her HOST still does not. She talked to my sister, as I told her my sister witnessed things, and she asked my SISTER IF SHE BELIEVED ME. She asked for the names of witnesses I remember. I do have one childhood friend who witnessed some things and texted me the overview of what she remembers... and I contacted her... and she does not want to speak to my mother. She is afraid of conflict, and frankly I think she is afraid of my mother. I can't make her and I don't want to lose my friend, as we had a falling out for about 20 years already. I gave her the names of the other people I know witnessed things in elementary and Jr. High, as at least one told me he reported something, however we were kids and they were not friends, and that was 20-35 years ago, so I hope they remember but they may not. I don't have anyone who is WILLING to talk to her, although one witness outside the family who DOES remember...
My father is looking into us talking at a neutral therapist. I have a therapist, she refuses to go to one of her own. Basically, I am at the point it hurts too much that she does not remember and will not accept what happened, that I love her but I absolutely can not have a relationship with her if she will not accept what happened. In addition, it really hurts that she SAYS she believes me, but she OBVIOUSLY does not. I will not prevent her from seeing my kids, but I will not leave her alone with them because of what my child said happened and the fact she has not dealt with it and gone through therapy. The reason I can't have a relationship with her without it is not revenge or anger, it just hurts WAY too much. The only way this can be achieved is through a neutral therapist... I am so afraid that if I am in the same room with her and she shifts into any of her abusive alters, or even the gatekeeper, I will lose it and start screaming at her, and that should prevent it.
Has anyone else on here been through anything similar? If so, please PM me this is very difficult and I desperately need to talk to people who relate.
For those with DID, can you please help me... HOW can I help her Host accept that I am telling her the truth, and any insight into WHY she will believe other people, but not me... even when she freely admits that she knows I don't lie? Please help me get some insight into this, it is very painful for me.
I know for a fact she definitely has at LEAST these states (don't know ages, but types):
Host: Sweet, charming, people pleaser, giving, does things for people, knows NOTHING of other states. Helpless... ie. Freaks out when car broke down in a strip mall and we had to call AAA on a cell phone
Gatekeeper / Doer / Achiever: Seems to know what ALL states do (the ones that I've seen, anyway). Very street wise. Appears to be teen aged... street smart yet says inappropriate things to kids, etc. Cruel emotionally and verbally abusive at times, blunt, primarily unemotional. EXTREMELY capable - can figure out how to, and independantly re-roof a house, take care of plumbing, etc...
Unknown Child: Seen with my kids. Unknown age, seems very simple, innocent. Loves to play with my kids and sees them and toys with delight. Loses all adult reason (gives them things like lighters and jack-knives to play with as babies, let them play unattended outside near the street...)
Child Martyr/abuser: Unknown age. Childlike, blames others for everything, in a very "catholic guilt" type way, "why do you do this to me..."
Abuser and/or introject: Abusive physically, emotionally, verbally. Emotes sheer rage.