I'm an idiot, I really am.
So I went and submersed myself in school. I finally found out my grades, and somehow pulled off all A's. I head to therapy all excited, and the session is great! Up until she says "You are ignoring your alters, it's why Sam and The Box are causing problems". And I realized she was right. To focus on school, I calmly packaged them all away again, ignoring them.
It doesn't help that I started 'putting them away' because a ######6 hospital wouldn't listen to me. I went into the ER for some serious chest pain, and apparently only my bipolar showed up on my record. When I tried informing them that I was not bipolar, I was DID and no I was no longer on my bipolar meds, I was immediately written off as 'non-compliant' and was asked to leave. I had a stress test performed by my doctor the next day, and have found out I have a faulty valve that will eventually need surgery. I remember cursing mental illness period and trying to be 'normal' for a while, because I didn't want to end up dead.
Anyway, school starts again Wednesday. I'm takin micro, anatomy, and psych....apparently this semester is a 'make or break' time due to the classes. I'm stressed and trying not to take it out on my husband. He's having it rough now that Sam has forced herself out (or The Box let her out as punishment) and started smashing our head into things in frustration.
I'm a mess all over again...I wish I hadn't tried for normal.