Stress-induced split in three? Is this possible?

Thanks Borg, your post comforted me, and hugs accepted . I've also experienced something like 'an evil spirit' thing that was strangling and pushing me, and another time doing something else .
I was just thinking yesterday that maybe I'm schizotypal and so on.
I'm in a hurry to leave, but I'll reply better later.

Hopefully someone with more experience will come by, but in the meantime...in my experience, with schizo-type, like in my family, my mom and sister believe their delusions, even when given proof of otherwise.
So for example, my mom, last I spoke still runs around the neighboorhood at night 'talking' to ghosts, taking pictures of her 'proof' even though all I see is moths. My little sister, believes the things she sees and hears as real, if one challenges the validity of the 'ghosts/fairies, etc.' or perceptions of persecution she becomes violent at worst, verbally abusive at best. They view, their reality as true, and others crazy. Personally, I'm constantly doubting my sanity, and maybe they are the sane ones, I mean hey they are soo adiment.
So..:shrugs:

Sorry it took so long for me to get back and reply.
I appreciate it very much that you told about your experiences, Borg. From time to time I start to ruminate on how weird I am, and then I regret talking about all this stuff to anyone.

I used to be very scared of seeing and feeling things when I was little, and even as late as in my teens when they actually did get scary a couple of times.
When I grew up I tried to explain things in supernatural terms, but it felt fake and didn't lead to any better understanding of the phenomenon. I interacted both with people who believe in New Age spirtualism and with christians just to check if I get explanations but I didn't. I tried to believe in the same way they did, but actually when I shared a few of the things I had seen, I noticed that they were intimidated. I assumed it was because they understood that it's not wishful thinking, which seems to be pretty common in those communities.
I had to be careful what I can tell to whom, because their tolerance was rather limited. When I told about the lights to some christian people I know and asked if it could be the holy ghost, they said certainly not and adviced to do certain things to make sure it's not the forces of evil or whatever. How stupid. Maybe that was a childish question from me, but their reaction was so negative (talk about always seeing the devil everywhere) and I took it personally. My own reaction made me think though that maybe it's something that I display to myself. Something that I cannot integrate into my thoughts and emotions. I had to admit that there is only one connection between all the strange experiences, and that connection is me.

What you said about your mother and sister is what I've seen in some people who believe in God or New Age stuff. They want a fantastic explanation and they are determined to get it no matter what. It must be hard for you.

From time to time I start to ruminate on how weird I am, and then I regret talking about all this stuff to anyone.

I do that too. It's hard to unring a bell. And I'm like ugh. why did I doo that!?

talk about always seeing the devil everywhere

Yeah, geez, here too. Devil everywhere, even in clothing(sparkles/glitter were from the devil, as was dancing), man.
I didn't realize how triggering this thread would be.

I had to admit that there is only one connection between all the strange experiences, and that connection is me.

I'm like that too.
Anyway, ((Hugs if wanted)). I can relate to what you say. (Hopefully that's not a bad thing or get you depressed).

I've been off forums for a few days. It's okay, Borg, it doesn't make me feel bad that also other people have seen/felt weird stuff because of their others. Although it's not like it makes me happy but I can handle it.

From what I've heard from my girlfriend, she regularly sees her alters outside herself, usually at the corner of her eye, but occasionally just laying around the room. I think it's partially that they're co-conscious and so she mentally projects them as listening to her or otherwise just being around.

So, weird, but not that weird.

What you all are suggesting doesn't sound weird to me at all. It sounds, almost, like my brother's 'imaginary friends' (he shows signs of being DID, especially after he left his journal at my house after going on another drug binge...yes, I read it...). My brother would literally see his imaginary friends and interact with them.

I am in no way saying anyone's alters are imaginary, but if you think about it, it's kind of the same concept when it comes to seeing them.

I have a wolf. I don't know if she is an alter, but I saw her ages ago during some long car trips. She's been with me ever since. If I really need her and close my eyes, I can feel her weight on my side and her fur on my skin. She makes me happy. She doesn't negatively affect my life and she's as real to me as my own dog or cat. Does that mean she's real to anyone else? Nope. Especially considering her third eye and two tails.

I guess the point is, if seeing them isn't negatively affecting anyone, what does it matter if it's considered 'real' or not?

I should also mention, back in January (when the $#%^ really hit the fan for me), I did perceive a 'shadowy and menacing' male figure in my closet. I do believe now that it was Lin (though he won't admit it) and he was only 'menacing' because I didn't understand what was going on. Since then, I haven't seen any alters with my physical eye.

On the subject of the splitting...do you think it could have been two alters, previously unknown to you, coming to your 'aid' when a third alter (or yourself) felt anger he/she couldn't hold anymore? I've had situations like yours where stress will build and build for me and Sam would come roaring out. I'll start to dissociate and suddenly, I'm slapping my hands on the floor/wall/table and then I'm punching things. If the Box doesn't feel like reeling Sam back in, I will literally destroy my knuckles punching the hardest object within range. Once the Box takes her back inside, I'll collapse and feel empty, void, and usually Sarah will try to help. Sometimes, anyway.

That's just a thought though. Everyone's systems are different.

Caecandy and Linaeve, thanks for your replies, I appreciate them as much as the previous comments here.
Maybe I'm focusing too much on the categories of "weird" and "not weird", partly because I'm prepared to hear that I'm weird since I see things and others don't. All my life I've tried to adjust and blend in, and I think I'm rather good at it, but there are times when both my inner world and the world around me feel random and inexplicable. Sometimes I feel like I'm looking for myself or my lost parts in a maze, scared of both finding something around the corner and not finding anything at all.

LinaeveWorkman wrote:I have a wolf. I don't know if she is an alter, but I saw her ages ago during some long car trips. She's been with me ever since. If I really need her and close my eyes, I can feel her weight on my side and her fur on my skin. She makes me happy. She doesn't negatively affect my life and she's as real to me as my own dog or cat. Does that mean she's real to anyone else? Nope. Especially considering her third eye and two tails.

My little troll is the same, I can feel his fur and weight, even body temperature.

On the subject of the splitting...do you think it could have been two alters, previously unknown to you, coming to your 'aid' when a third alter (or yourself) felt anger he/she couldn't hold anymore? I've had situations like yours where stress will build and build for me and Sam would come roaring out. I'll start to dissociate and suddenly, I'm slapping my hands on the floor/wall/table and then I'm punching things. If the Box doesn't feel like reeling Sam back in, I will literally destroy my knuckles punching the hardest object within range. Once the Box takes her back inside, I'll collapse and feel empty, void, and usually Sarah will try to help. Sometimes, anyway.

That's just a thought though. Everyone's systems are different.

That could be it - not splitting, but two parts surfacing to stop me from doing anything that I would have regretted later. I don't know who they are though, I don't think that I've met them after that night. They seemed awfully knowledgeable of what's going on, and I felt exposed