Starting in the middle, with no sense of where I am going and little in the way of a coherent past...
2 years ago I started therapy at a rape crisis centre. 3 terrible counsellors and one breakdown later, I am now formally diagnosed with discociative identity disorder and I have found an expert psychotherapist to work with. Things are finally starting to heal, I think. This is going to be a long road. What I am going to write will probably sound crazy and unbelievable. I don't really mind if nobody ever reads it, or believes it, but I think it will help my own healing process to have som