I know it was common for dissociated memories to be, like, you are watching in third person for example, but I thought that it was odd that this memory was like watching outside the door. In that particular memory, I'm not entirely sure the door was closed, it might've been opened, I'm not sure, but if it was, that would make more sense to me, but at least if the door was closed, I feel better knowing that that doesn't lessen the legitimacy of that memory.
On a different note, one of our most vulnerable child alters fronted last night, at least I think it was him, but it could've been a different child alter. He usually fronts every so often if I'm very high, which, I was this time. But this time he was very strongly in control, partially because we knew that it was just us and my partner who were home, so I/that part felt more okay and comfortable, with, like.. Letting him be more present I suppose? But as things usually go when he gets triggered to front sometimes, my partner and I were going to lie down in our bed, usually that what that part likes, is to just be held and kept safe with our tiger plushie that he really loves. But it was too dark in the room and that caused, either a trigger or a flashback I'm not sure. We use Christmas lights to light up our room because the main light is too bright. We couldn't turn the light on in time and I just ended up being really terrified and crying a lot. Because of sexual abuse happening at nighttime. It took me a surprising amount of time to fully calm down after that. I ended up still bursting out crying again and then just felt angry. Just a lot of anger bubbling inside me, towards my dad.
I've had moments in the past where I've had, what I thought were panic attacks of some sort, at nighttime because of darkness. I know there were at least two different times, but I can only really remember the last time, when I was 14 and I was just panicking because of the darkness, terrified to move, keeping my back to the wall, like a meme where someone's scared there are demons in the dark and so they keep their back to the wall so as to be able to look around them. I have no idea what happened that night, or any other time I might've experienced these weird panic attacks from nighttime/darkness.
I know at least in middle school, I remember telling some friends that I was really afraid of the dark, but at the time, I thought I was lying because it's just... Not true? I'm not afraid of the dark and I've never been, to my personal knowledge. So I thought that I was just lying to my friends, and at the time I said it, I said it while consciously knowing that it wasn't true. So I don't know.