This is obviously an issue for therapy, DID or not, but with getting to know Dan in a whole new way today, I find that I like pretty much every alter I have better than I like myself. I know I get down on myself and am my best critic but I really, really like these other parts of me. Except it feels false to say that because what I really feel is that I like these people. The kids, I just want to pick them up and hug them and take them to Disney World or wherever they want to go. The others I admire for their whole personalities, their unique attitudes and abilities. I'm not that fond of me but I can still cut myself some slack for doing the best I knew how in a tough situation missing most of the facts. I've learned to take a quick compliment if someone then moves on to another topic. But any more than that, you may as well be pouring hot tar on me.
I suppose liking my alters is a step in the right direction. Of course it is. But I like them better than me. Thing is, I don't think they like me all that well. There's an answer in here somewhere but danged if I can find it.