I'm not really sure where to start, but here goes. I posted elsewhere, and had a guy say that what I'm experiencing are hallucinations, but I don't really think so.
NOTE (PLEASE READ): There may triggers in this, and I really don't want to accidentally trigger someone. There's mentions of self-harm, not feeling real, and potentially some other things that may trigger you.
I've talked to myself/"heard" internal voices since I was 12. At least, that's when I realized that when I talked to myself, I was using "I" "you" "we" and so on, like two different people. All I can remember is that it made me stop walking and freak out, though for how long, I don't know. I should also point out here that these conversations are both aloud (I talk, one or more of them reply using my voice) and internal (they're sort of like thoughts, but they feel different). I'm fifteen now (one reason I doubt that this is it is because of my age; I don't want to be one of those self-diagnosed teens that don't -actually- have this.) and it's never stopped.
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I've since "named" some of them, having heard of MPD (I've been wondering for years if I have this) and needing a way to keep track of who's who. There's "Tyler", who'll always go on about man-ing up and who will hit me (at least in the past year, I can't remember if he did or not before this past year) if I start to cry and I'm around people and need to keep it together. When I say "hit me", I mean it literally. It'll happen so fast that if I didn't know that Tyler does this, I wouldn't expect it. He literally takes control over me physically and will hit me.
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There's Marlee, who'll comfort me if I get scared/anxious/sad/etc. He'll tell me just to focus on him and guide me through my day as best he can while trying to keep me calm. I also have this problem with mirrors (I used to at least, not so much any more).
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I'd stare and stare and stare at myself, usually because one I refer to as Castiel or Clarence will keep me there and start filling my head with thoughts about cutting (which I got into last fall;I'm better now), making myself throw up(this has gone on for years. it's more about the feel of fingers at the back of my throat and my stomach being empty then losing weight, and I've stopped this as well), suicide, spreading blood across my body (as in, if I cut myself, spreading the resulting blood over my face, which he never had the chance to do) and all these other self-injurious thoughts. Marlee (or perhaps someone else, but whoever it is, he's similar to Marlee) would be the one to talk me out of standing there, and then guide me through getting ready for bed and making sure I didn't get caught up in staring again. I don't know if this is relevant or not, but something happen with my vision, and things would take on a more yellowish tint. It's hard to describe, but the same thing happens when I pick at my nails (bad habit, not self-harm) and I pull a hangnail off and it bleeds.
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Anyway, the reasons I doubt these are hallucinations is because of the mental energy I can feel when they're present, and the fact that in certain situations, they have partial or complete control over my body. (One example that I think I should mention is that when I'm alone in the house, I'll stand in front of my parents full length mirror, and someone will come and give this big, grand speech about whatever dilemna I have. In this sort of situation, they'll talk and move freely, and I just sort of listen and watch my body in the mirror.) There's more of them besides the three I mentioned, but for the sake of keeping this from becoming too long, I'll leave it at this.
I should also add this; I'm almost certain that I'm transgender (female to male, 95% sure), that I'm unofficially diagnosed with Asperger's (a neuropsychologist said that I displayed the symptoms), that I've been reviewed for anti-depressants ( I was seeing a therapist, but told her none of this. They were immediately against telling her, and against the meds.), and that I have no history of physical or sexual abuse. That last thing is the reason I doubt this so much, along with the fact that I don't lose time or black out. (Although I do feel simultaneously real and not-real/surreal/non-real/like I don't exist at times, but not constantly and not always with them mentally present.)
So I know that no one can diagnose me over the internet, but is it possible that I have it? Does any of what I'm saying resonate with anyone? And also, I'll be seeing a therapist sometime within the next six months( a different one from before), and I'm curious as to how a therapist will react if I told her this and if she'll recommend medication or tell my parents. (They don't know. I've never told anyone this except anonymously through the internet to strangers.)
Anyway, I'm gonna end this now, before it gets too much longer.