About DID

Dissociative Identity Disorder has been around for ages.
There are quite a few who don't believe it exists.
Sometimes it is difficult to get a diagnosis of it. A lot of
Therps* are skeptical, and think that some Therps have
created these conditions in harmony with their patient.
While that may happen in some cases, we discovered we
were multiple before seeing a therp. The hard way.

Generally, this occurs due to multiple repeated trauma as a
child. Check... By forming 'Alters', it allowed us to cope with
the Bad Things that happened to us. When other Bad
Things happened, the alter would switch in and deal with
whatever it was. In our case, we were beaten on a bit by the
parents who assured me that they loved me. You would
think after 3 other children they would be pretty clueful, but
we were different. Always were, always will be. When we
were 12, we got our first taste of a Pedophile, just a man we
knew, guess could say he was a respected community
member, owning a store and all, and we were pretty naive
back then, so...

Got picked on heavily all through school. We were and are
quite intelligent, and on and off, not in the best of shape. Not
exactly the sports minded people, us. That made us a
target. That didn't help things. Not long after high school,
we found ourself in a position where someone of the same
gender kinda took some advantage of us, and at the time
knew that was wrong but it was very comforting at a time
when we were vulnerable. Alters dealt with those things,
too.

After that, we tried a couple marriages, and they failed, and
we couldn't bear children it was discovered, and yet another
Life Changing Event happened, and our world changed for
the better, more or less. Not long after that, we relocated to
where we are now, and shortly after arriving, we got raped by
the storekeeper down the street. Not nice. It took 16 years
before Steph could actually talk about it out loud. We still
didn't know we were multiple! Everyone was
co-communicating and functioning seamlessly, and aside
from missing things we put down, or finding ourselves in
places we don't remember going to (like different rooms) and
finding things we don't recall buying, it was fine. We can start
reding a book in the early evening, and discover it's 3 AM. So
who knew?

We worked with a friend, in a small business that boomed through the
dot com era. It got to 3500 customers, worldwide, and spanned two
houses. Regularly, 10 people were in our house working. We started
cutting, cause we were doing 6 jobs with only 2 of us. The stress of
working nearly 24/7 was taking it's toll. To make a long story short(too
late!) it got us, and we woke up one day with 90% of our memory
missing. The net result was we could eat, talk, walk, pee, and stare
blankly at the 3 computer screens wondering how to use them, and
what we were sposed to do. Talk about freaked. That was when we
learned what we were. With time, everyone came back out of hiding
and things smoothed out.

In 2007, some Alters took off when Steph started having flashbacks
of the Rape. It was a rough 4 months, we're back in therapy, we lived,
but gained some new scars. Things are better again, and since my
work now knows all, here we are on the web with it. Naturally we left a
lot of details and names out, but that's the jist of it. People we know
are welcome to more of the details, but they are not for general
consumption.