I am one person, and yet not. I'm not many, so what is it? It's as if there's not really a single real person here in my head. I do not suffer from amnesia, and I consider myself to be "Joon" all the time, not anybody else. But I react to all kinds of things and people very strongly, and I've always been told not to take everything so personally. Which is, in itself, kind of hilarious. "Which person?", I might ask.

I'll try to make this short, since usually I talk too much, and long posts are tiring. But this is me (mental healthwise):
Bipolar II, constant mood swings, every day.
"Mild" OCD, meaning it's almost like a part of my character and mostly just thoughts. I do need my routines though, and my home is my safe place, so I want things to be certain way here. Otherwise I go crackers.
Eating disorder; it's like a shapeshifter, sometimes it's like BED, sometimes more towards anorexia/orthorexia, but never exactly one of those. It is somewhat tied to my bipolar.
Panicking is like an old buddy of mine. Happens all the time, especially when I need to walk out the door.
I can't remember ever sleeping well. I can't fall asleep without meds. I suffer from nightmares and sometimes sleep paralysis.
...And about a six months ago I finally got my dissociative disorder diagnosis. Last week I started therapy with a trauma therapist, and I'm hoping to get help to get out of a vicious cycle of burnouts and breakdowns. I'm 35 years old, and tired of being a failure.
So, I feel I have "several people" in my head, but it's not DID. What I think it is, is structural dissociation of personality. I've read about it, and it fits like a glove. Fragmentation is the key word. It's just that other people don't see it, on the contrary, they think the facade is me, and they have hard time understanding that I'm actually quite crazy.
I suppose that's enough for the time being.
