brandonsmom777 wrote:I've been tested for almost every disease under the sun and have spent several hours to days out of my life trying to figure out what is wrong with me. I keep thinking something is making me feel the way I do, something MUST be physically wrong.
Look up something called conversion disorder. I dismissed it at first because when first read about it (after my neurologists nurse said "conversion disorder would explain all of your symptoms) I thought it meant that you were pretending to be sick.
It isn't pretending to be sick. You really are sick. There were days I really couldn't walk. Numbness all over my body was real. I was peeing blood yet the urolgist had no explaination for it. Your symptoms are all very real (assuming it is DDNOS with conversion). You aren't making it up. It is just that the cause isn't something in your brain matter or blood work. The cause is very surpressed emotions.
I still get days where my legs are in so much pain and I can barely walk. Now instead of popping a steroid pill and calling my MS doc, I sit down in a quiet room and figure out what's bothering me and deal with the emotions. Once I admit "I'm really stressed out today because ___ happened. I'm going to call him and tell him how I feel" the pain in my legs gradually over a few hours vanish.
My therapist says I'm DDNOS and I want to trust that but, what made me like this? what happened to me?
Think of it this way- your mind created a huge labrinth full of hidden traps and puzzles to solve. There are no maps. Only a maze. The maze was created to keep you on the outside. You have to fight your way through the labrinth to get to the other side.
All of this was done to protect yourself from your memories. At the other end of the maze, you get a great prize. You get to know who you really are.
I feel like I don't know where I am like I woke up and I was all of a sudden gone. There's nothing.
I know the feeling so well.
If you haven't seen it yet, watch a movie. Tim Burton's 9. It came out a few years ago. I've seen a few movies about DID but never related to any of them. Burton's 9, now that I understand! For me, that is what DID is like. I'm 9. Jill is 5. Jackie is certainly 3. Anyways, I have all the dolls from the movie paired up with my others.
It sucks having DID. Really it does. At the same time, it could be worse. And bad things may have happened to you as a kid but hey, you already lived through the worst of it and survived it. Now you just have to survive remembering. It isn't easy but they are just memories now. You can hit pause on them if it gets too rough. You can call your T if you are having a bad day. You can take the time to cry and grieve. You can remember who you really were.