I have heard from a couple of people who have alters that are really similar to one another. I guess by "similar," I am mostly meaning that we seem to share many of our memories (but not feelings, and the memories have different perspectives) and are not very distinct in terms of external presentation, much less so than with other alters. By "close," I mean that our thoughts tend to overlap or overrun one another's. We shift rapidly and frequently and barely notice, unlike with other alters where it's a big deal. It's not a problem, but it's confusing and to B., upsetting. Why are we like this? Did we used to be integrated but came apart? What is the point of that? And should we do anything about it?
Our narrative:
Today through therapy (not really during but reflecting while driving home), we recognized an alter between Alex and B. We three parts are usually very close to one another, though Alex and B. are more distinct from one another and the other part is between them. Lately Alex has been more distant. When Alex is fully "out," he is very different. but in terms of typical superficial presentation, we are so similar. As far as I can tell:
Alex: male, proactive, not too self-obsessed, focused on others, responsible.
other part: androgynous and asexual but more masculine than feminine, often apathetic, hazy/dead inside, sad somewhere but resigned to it and to moving on. musician, an when playing music is more alive.
B.: androgynous (more female than other part), anxious, frequent physical dissociative symtoms, polite. prone to denial.
Other part: Seems like identifying ourselves is pointless. What value would I have? I'm just here. The therapist said when alters are very close together, they can be candidates for fusion if they choose. In the car on the way home, I thought how awesome it would be if I could be that much closer to Alex. I felt something for the first time in ages. I felt grief that we are in this mess and amazed that we have each other. Imagine me not being stuck in this haze and instead being more alive. The thought gave me hope. I could see B. next to me. Seemed upset at me being here.
B.: I'm not upset that you're here. It was just disconcerting to discover you. And more confusing because no one would ever guess on the outside that we are even different even if we feel different between ourselves. It makes me feel like this is some narcissistic joke.
Other part: Yeah, we're just one big joke. Whatever.
B.: Sorry. I don't know what to say. It just freaks me out that who I thought I was is partially you. But we are all one person in the end, I guess.
Are we just regular ego states of another, or alters? This is so confusing that it hurts.