For at least two decades I thought that the abuse "wasn't that bad." But the reason I thought that was that I didn't know about 99.9% of it. I myself didn't recall virtually any of it because I have DID and that's how DID works. Now that I have so many flashes of what happened -- visuals, physical sensations, emotions, sounds, narratives, etc. -- I do know and accept it was that bad. But without these details,
and the willingness to know the worst, I would still be in some denial, I think.
I italicized willingness to know because I find this is still a challenge for me with each new alter, who generally hold a new type of abuse. Literally dozens of times I've thought "well, at least I know it can't get worse" and there's probably some temporary relief in believing that. And yet it does get worse. Maybe not worse but at least equally devastating emotionally.
*** trigger warning *** I remembered my mother strangled and drowned me, before I remembered she tried to both lure and push me into traffic, before I remembered she sexually abused me.
*** end trigger warning ***
I'm not really sure there's a progression of severity. Each set of abuse events was held by a specific alter and we learned about the alter along with the memory of the abuses. Each has had to be dealt with separately and I'm not sure I'm healed fully from any yet.
This is how my DID and my system works because it's how it happened for me. It's worth stating here that everyone's story and system are different. My childhood, fortunately I guess, had a lot of normal and positive parenting and other caregiving.
I don't think it was the specific categories of abuse that so handicapped us, it was the severity and frequency of the abuse along with the complete absence of any way for me to deal with the emotional chaos generated during the trauma. The parents and others didn't remember or certainly never acknowledged or apologized for anything they did, except for my mother, barely, just before she died.
For reference, the post SamsLand mentions is
Other alters aren't fronting...are you sure?You know, "it wasn't that bad" phrase deserves it's own thread or billboard. It blinds many of us with DID. If I ever write a book about my life, it would deserve a solid chapter of discussion.