What I am grappling with right now is trying to understand the structure of my daily consciousness. I always knew there were others tucked away somewhere, mostly from the past I never touch. But it turns out that my front, who I tended to think of as a very moody, contradictory and internally unpredictable me is made up of others, and I am kind of this thing through which a lot of that passes and not all of it sticks, and at times what I know changes for no known reason, and I can't control it. Becoming aware of myself, I see now that my memory and knowledge is spotty if I am truly on my own. I am rarely truly on my own, it seems, but there are occasions when the "right" part for a situation is not accessible.
I feel both hopeful and devastated. I would rather I not have this situation, but knowing what it is is a good step. I am also realizing that my long term willful denial (which began when I was 17 and realized on some level I had MPD, I am now 37) contains many ignorant assumptions that have become reflexes for me. I am working to identify and overcome assumptions so I can be more present to what is real for me.
Una+'s thread has been of great help to me.
On a lighter note, I had the wonderful experience today of participating in a spoken conversation with two of my front comrads, one I was aware of (but didn't know what he was), the other I have been learning about lately. They were supporting and strategizing with me on the way to therapy. They were so kind and gentle with me. I felt cared for and respected. They soothed me. I am sometimes able to converse internally with them, I can't articulate why it is so hard considering we share a life in what might be a co-conscious way. I am just very spotty and iffy. Sometimes the only way I can identify or locate myself is "not them." But I do have my own presence.