
She said something that kinda made me speechless though. She said, if I went through all these things growing up, how come she or anyone else didn't notice?
So, I thought I'd talk to my husband about it so I could try to feel better, get some sort of support to ease the denial feeling. I told him about my convo with my mom and discussed some of the DID symptoms I remember having growing up. I told him I was feeling some denial about it bc of what my mom said, and that he's the only one who's known me the last 7 years, so I asked him how he didn't notice, which then, bc of his answer led me to ask if he even believed me that I had DID.
Basically, he thinks I'm having a mental breakdown bc I couldn't handle my responsibilities and he doesn't know what's wrong with me. He wouldn't say if he believed me. Talk about feeling like I've been stabbed in the back. I actually woke up this morning with a horrible back pain that literally feels like I've been stabbed in the back with a dull knife, and it's killing me. I probably slept wrong, but what ever...odd coincidence I guess.
Maybe they're right. Maybe I'm just going through a psychotic mental breakdown. Maybe I'm subconsciously just making all this up. Maybe none of my memories are real, maybe they're all made up. Maybe this life isn't real. Maybe it's just a horrible nightmare I can't wake up from, bc it sure doesn't feel real, it doesn't feel like my life. Maybe everything I thought I've experienced never happened and those are all fake memories too. Maybe I don't hear voices, maybe they don't talk back, maybe I just think I hear them and they talk back...but it's really me just having conversations with myself which is normal. Maybe everything I've gone through is normal, or maybe it never happened.
I really just want it to all go away. I don't want to deal with it anymore. I don't care what's wrong with me anymore. All this has done is brought back very painful memories that make me feel worse, and make everyone think I'm crazy. And all it's done is make me realize just how alone and unsupported I really am.
If I really had DID wouldn't someone believe me? At least 1 person? So, none of this could possibly be real, I have to be making it all up...which means theres something worse wrong with me and I don't even want to know what it is.
