I hung out with my friend B for the day and he kindly told me these are things I do. If he says something nice, I negate it. Not because I don't trust him, it's just that I know me better than he does. I know I'm not that great a person. So I try to let him know this when he compliments me, whatever.
I'm like a negative teenager. Not all the time. Not at work. But in therapy and with friends(friend?). This self (that I still see as me, but as a different part of myself) usually ends up in therapy, arguing with everything my T says. I make a sandtray with shiny stones representing years of my life, plastic bugs on top of the stones. My T comments on how she likes that the pretty stones represent my growing up. I tell her I wish they were ugly rocks. We go back and forth. Just one example of how negative I can be.
I don't understand me. I don't understand why I isolate. I don't understand why relationships are so hard. I don't understand why I push B away if he touches me, but other times it's okay. I don't understand why my whole life I've only had one or two close friends, and isolated when it comes to anyone else.
Other people seem to be so much better at relationships. Why can't I? It's not fair.
I tried to tell my mom that I need her to not claim me on her taxes. We need to figure out some way for her to go back on it, since she wrote me as a dependent all year, even though she doesn't support me. She told me I told her she could do this, though I don't remember it. But it makes sense that I would. She has issues with money and I probably wanted to help her out, since I wouldn't make much this year anyway. But I just found out I need to file in order to qualify as instate tuition for university.
My mom cut me off again. Yelled at me telling me she's wanted to kill herself for 7 years. Her angry tone made it sound like you could have replaced "herself" with "you". It sounded like she was saying she had wanted to kill me, even though I know that's not the case. I'm so sick of this. She said lots of mean things.

I know you may say "it's all part of DID." But I don't think I do have DID. Possibly DDNOS, but even that is starting to seem unlikely. PTSD I know. But now I'm thinking maybe there's a personality disorder that goes with all this. I want to know. I don't want to have a conversation with my T about this but I know I need to.