Una+ wrote:Sometimes blending is perceptible to others. Typically, without switching, a DID client says something then promptly disavows what they just said.
This does happen to me occasionally, and mostly I laugh it off and say to whoever is with me, "Where did
that come from..."
However, that's not so much what my experience has been lately with this one alter. It's not just single things in a conversation that come through, it's that she and I are the same person. There is no separation between us. The only reason I know that it's not purely "me" is because I notice my thought pattern change drastically. It's like I have entered into someone else's mind. And it's my alters. I don't "feel" her presence when this happens the way I do when I am co-conscious with other alters. And this only seems to happen with this one.
Una+ wrote:When I am blending sometimes I feel like I am telling a lie and it is compulsive, I cannot help myself.
This is precisely what I felt after the conversation with my therapist. Everything I had said in that conversation felt like a lie. I proceeded to write my T an email, telling her how the alter who she had spoken with on the phone (who speaks much differently than myself) was just a figment of my imagination, and that I had made it up completely. That it was a big lie. That my others alters are real, but this one isn't. My reaction I think was due to not feeling any sort of separation from this part. Usually there is some sort of physical sensation when another part comes close, or "takes over." Also, I typically go into "observer" mode where I'm watching and listening to what the part is doing. Not in this case. My body doesn't feel any different, I don't feel anything as far as a presence, and yet my mind gets filled with angry rants and I want to smoke a cigarette (I hate cigarettes and this part smokes - or would smoke if she got a chance).
So I guess my question is, is it possible to be co-conscious with some parts (when they are present, or in front) and "blended" with other parts? And if I'm always blended with this part when this one is close, does that mean that we are integrated? Or does it just mean I have a different relationship with this one than I do with the others? I don't feel integrated with this one, because for the most part she (and her thoughts) are outside my awareness.
under ice wrote:I only notice it properly when there are no other people around. So far R has appeared only when I'm alone. The other night I discovered some of my notes about this shortly after he went away for the first time, and there I said it felt a little similar to when a cat climbs onto my lap and lays itself down comfortably. Not literally, you know, but it's tentative and graceful. Or like someone wraps you in a soft blanket and holds you gently. The last time I felt that only my hands were 'his'. It's not always that physical. It's like two people sitting in one body, and I sort of read his moods and thoughts like mental letters. His state of mind, which is beautifully depressed and melancholic, also self-destructive in a passive way, and not driven by sense of humour at all (which is unusual to me!) used to blend into mine. If I remember correctly, I feel a little intoxicated when he is around, it does unusual things to my mood because he is so blue and on the other hand, I become so happy to meet him that my spirits rise!
Wow what a beautiful relationship you have with your alters! I feel like I have a ways to go, but I would like to achieve the same level of appreciation and closeness that you seem to have with some of yours. Also, interestingly enough, this alter who I've been feeling "blended with" lately (especially last night) chose to go by the name R.
yakusoku wrote:I'm assuming blending is what I experience a good portion of the time (in addition to co-conscious and co-present stuff). I had a blended experience in a phone session a couple of weeks ago where I had taken on all of my Poet's thoughts and feelings and anything I said could have been said in third or first person and felt accurate either way. It was like I was aware there were two of us there, but both of us were engaged and I could describe it from my vantage point or hers equally easily.
The difference between what you describe and my experience is that I have no idea what is "hers" and what is "mine" (as far as thoughts and feelings go) and it causes me much distress. The only thing I have to go on is if the thought has a profuse amount of cussing, I think it's hers. But I hate not feeling separate from it. It's very unsettling for me, for some reason. I guess I need proof that it's not just me making it all up... :/