holliswoods1 wrote:Hello all,
Just curious:
What are some things from your past that you now know were signs or early presentations of DID/OSDD?
Small things, early signs of alters, anything you had a lightbulb moment of clarity looking back on as "oh, that was probably from DID!"
Thanks!
Well all through school (from about 13/14 onward) I was finding myself in girls' clothes, girls' clothes in my room, etc... never knowing where it came from or why... tried to deny it was anything weird and outside of "teenager experimenting" despite knowing (deep down anyway) better...
Several of my poems over the years refer to voices, talking to "others", or are outright alien to me, clearly written by others of us... Heck, some of them I refer to myself in "we", "us", and "our" language, which was weird...
Even as an adult on my own, finding myself with unfamiliar things, mostly clothing, and finding myself in odd places I couldn't recall going to... no idea why I was there...
Mostly little things... and not constant or regular... periodic and erratic, largely.
I WISH I had investigated some of these things when they were happening... like the day I walked home from babysitting late at night, coming in the house at about 2am (over an hour from when I'd left for home, on a 10 min walk) in a really short skirt, pink girlie shirt, high heels, and knee-high socks... I wish I'd been less terrified and ashamed of myself (I snuck up to my room, dangerously close to parents' and brother's rooms sock-footed to get to safety to change and bury those things between the mattress and box springs)... I wish I could have woken my parents and said "I don't know where these came from, where my clothes are, but we need help..."
MAYBE we could have identified this decades ago... saved myself, and others, a TON of hurt and shock...
Aside from those seriously dramatic things... there's times I was too emotional... crying like a child too easily sometimes, at 14 years old in HIGH SCHOOL... I was terrified of holding hands even, much less kissing or making out (it took over a year dating my girlfriend for us to kiss with some tongue- a move SHE had to make to get me to). Seeing girls in sassy cute flirtatious clothes caused emotions I couldn't make sense of... arousal, with shame and guilt... arousal as a normal teen guy... jealousy... curiosity in more than a "guy" sense... but a "why did she choose that skirt and those tights... with THAT top?!" kind of way... and a longing to BE other people... deeply that...
In fact, it's why I got into RPGs so quickly and sooooo deeply then... to BE other people, to explore these feelings and interests in-game that I couldn't in real life... maybe it was a subconscious reflection of parts inside not able to get out, passive influence... I had a "type" I'd play a lot, similar to some characteristics of a handful of us in the system I wouldn't know for a good 10-15 years later... much less know they were "me"...
Nightmares about things that never happened to me... but that were very consistent, despite infrequent, and very very real feeling... which I know now are others' traumas... mostly little things... the big things point to the little ones... but the hundreds of little things I look at now, as a whole, and think... "How the heck did I miss this for so long?!"