It's a good question, I wish I could have a better answer but it is just a very strong gut feeling. I have not always been there, but I'm fine with that actually, for me it doesn't mean that i have no legitimacy. I have to make an effort to emphasize with any memory I have from before about 2 years ago. I have completely continuous memories of the present year and of last year too, but the 6 years or so before that, especially when I was really suicidal, are blurry. But the memories are available if I look for them, at least from the past, say, 12 years. It's like I have to take responsibility for things I haven't done, but I do it gladly because I can take it now and it makes my friends and family feel better. I have many flaws, but I've worked hard to help them forget the trauma 'i' have caused. They feel like my name has got better and that they can mostly trust us, that's why it is in my interest to stick with the birth-name.
Thanks for trying to explain your situation... being along the dissociative spectrum seems very individual. Do you have intentions to resolve or consolidate your situation, such as through therapy or hypnosis? Do you sense any peace within yourself, and if not, do you have a peaceful goal for yourself in mind, such as a vision or aspirations for the future?
For example, it seems like within systems that have gone undiagnosed or untreated/have poor communications/etc conflict, the individual has trouble getting on in life because of differences in desires for the future. Do you experience any of that? (
Anyone else who sees this question and wants to answer/feels like it, feel free! )
Wow, i am definitely going to investgate this DMT thing

The 'bleeding into the wakeful life' sounds a lot like it, except that I was kinda trapped in it. These days are blurry too, I really wasn't in control of my thoughts. Every morning I was on the bus on my way to work and I had to say "shut up!", "go away!", "cut it out" out loud otherwise I would be thrown back into the dream, I HATE this feeling, I couldn't even see what was in front of me. And it was all the weirder that I don't live in an English-speaking country so I guess people were like "wtf is wrong with that one?". Thankfully it's gone now. I am easily attracted to drugs and such, and have been talking about trying LSD with my friend recently. I am terrified of what would come out, I don't want to scare him, but at the same time I am convinced that it would be easier to meet the others, if they are still there, with LSD. I've tried to write down some of my dreams too, I'll definitely read yours tonight!
Wow

about the bus anecdote. that sounds really difficult... I have a new appreciation for these kinds of difficulties, the more I get along in life and have to deal with more of these kinds of symptoms as they arise. Of course, I havent had this exact experience, but I have had similar, and I can sympathize. I can also relate to feeling the pull to mind-altering substances. It can seem really enticing if you just want a break from being "you". But be very careful about the drugs, especially psychotropic drugs. Since my experiences have been earth-shattering (I took an impulsive risk and I'm paying for it

), I'm taking a break. But the thing is, I heard some things from "alters" that night, such as "
he's high ALL the time" - I thought that it might be true that for those of us with these kinds of difficulties (our conscious experience is quite markedly different from the norm!), our chemicals must be such that we may indeed be in a kind of 'ALTERed state' at all times... and ALTERing continuously, most likely! PUNS not intended, but they're amusing me right now, hah. Anyway, the point is that doing drugs is risky if you don't even really have a true understanding of where your baseline is, and you can be sure that your baseline will be different from your buddy's...
I think the safest route to streamlining communication is in a controlled environment, with a learned guide, such as with a hypnotherapist perhaps!
Why do you think they lied to you when they said they were 'someone else'? Do you have any memory of writing these letters? I've never tried automatic drawing, I've never been able to draw anything else than women or mermaids. I do think it is nice that they were willing to give you names, etc, even if you think they are not the actual names (may i ask why?). I use "birthname 1", "birthname 2", etc, to refer to others, no choice. Would you mind telling us why you wish you could forget the names?
Well, they told me they did, hahaha. I do have a kind of video memory, such as what most of my memories are like. But they are just flashes of images that don't really have a lot of connective tissue I could string anything intelligible together with. Especially if it requires relating conversations that went on during the time. I could sit and write out for hours sometimes, conversing with them, streams of their consciousness, responding to my reactions too. I have pages and pages - in fact sometimes I'd wear through the skin on my hand (embarrassing). We'd go back and forth, using the physically written words as an anchor.
For example, one female entity purported at first to be my mother and tried to defend her story as having some kind of real truth to it, telling me all kinds of fantastic, supernatural mysteries to explain her and the others' presence, instead of presenting as an alter, as if she would have less impact if we had met on those terms first. I was quite confused and upset because she was not the only one who took this approach, so I don't really know if it's just one, or two, or more who have tried to come off as "larger than life" to get a better welcome. One told me, "It was because you needed a mother figure" when I said, "She lied to me!" - but all I know is that I've been told conflicting story after conflicting story, and that the story changed constantly, especially as things soured between us and I started to close my ears to them since I was so upset all the time. It was like they started using the lies as a weapon against me, making it clear that telling the truth was as far from the agenda as it could possibly be. I can only hope now that through therapy and/or hypnosis, some of that can be sorted out. There's a lot of bad blood, probably.
My fault, really, that I've lead myself into this corner of believing too much make believe and now cannot disentangle the mess left in their wake since some barriers have gone up again. I retreated as much as possible into my imagination as a child, so I bet they learned those behaviors from me, the lying and concocting fictions to replace reality without any forethought as to their ongoing maintenance... that statement right there could surely sum my life up in a nutshell, that's for sure.