So, I've been with my current therapist for a few months now. Going to see her twice a week has to be the highlight of my entire existence right now, lol. It's my safe place. Plus, she's like a magician, haha. She reads me and seems to know me more than I know myself, most of the time. The only issue I'm facing now is the forcefulness of my personalities. This morning, I woke up completely naked on my restroom floor, bleeding... well, from my private area having a flashback of my abuser... laying me onto the bathroom floor and sticking this thin needle-like object into the hole of my private area. I should rephrase. This morning I woke up laying in a puddle of blood. I got up in pain, there, and I essentially forgot how to walk. (I should mention that my first time walking fully was at the age of 15). I haven't told my therapist yet, mainly because this is pretty vividly embedded into my brain and talking about something so private (the blood, the private area) would probably make me more vulnerable and scared than I'd like to appear in front of her. She's super kind, so it isn't like I'm scared of her response. Guess there really is no question here, other than that I want to tell her, but it's like an internal fight, resistance to tell her and feel safe. I'm honestly not sure what this all means. I believe I have a dissociative disorder. My last therapist diagnosed me with D.I.D a well as Borderline, I believe and PTSD. It's hard to tell which one is behind these blackouts and mood swings because now I get angrier more easily. The stranger part is, I don't think my other personality, whoever it is, likes my therapist at all. He had and has been trying to distance myself from her, also saying how he wished he could meet her.
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