DID... Also known as Dissociative Identity Disorder. It used to be called Multiple Personality Disorder...
For a long time I've known I was different. I never could figure out how...
I grew up in a VERY disfunctional family. My biological mother was a heavy substance abuser and smoked cigarettes. My biological father disappeared off the face of the planet, and her boyfriends always were abusive.
The WebMD definition says that "dissociative identity disorder is a severe form of dissociation, a mental process which produces a lack of connection in a person's thoughts, memories, feelings, actions, or sense of identity. Dissociative identity disorder is thought to stem from trauma experienced by the person with the disorder. The dissociative aspect is thought to be a coping mechanism -- the person literally dissociates himself from a situation or experience that's too violent, traumatic, or painful to assimilate with his conscious self."
We literally spilt ourselves in order to survive. Most Medical professionals don't believe it exists and that those who have the condition are making it up or are schizophrenic.
But it is all too real... I wouldn't come to realize why I was having so many problems with my adopted family until I moved out and started living with Matt.
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