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Dissociative Identity Disorder

By Ally BrownPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Not many people can comprehend what it feels like to discover,

a whole other life inside another.

You’re the same person,

in the same body,

but with different memories,

different feelings,

different fears.

You grow older and start to wonder why certain images come into your mind,

for no reason at all.

As if someone else is living inside your mind,

playing a movie you’ve never seen before.

Then one day,

someone tells you a story about a little girl who led a very sad life.

How do you react when you don’t even know this little girl,

yet she is living inside of you?

Telling you that you should be afraid of the dark,

and being alone with men.

Should you communicate with her?

Should you tell her that it wasn’t her fault?

Or should you pretend like she is not there?

Like you’ve done for the past thirty years.

She is a part of you and who you are today,

but what if you can’t even remember your yesterday?

Our lives are all made of days,

minutes,

moments,

but what do you do if some of those moments are forgotten?

Should they still be remembered?

Or should they be locked up forever in some deep chasm in our minds?

What do you do if you can’t control the memories?

If they keep reeling around in your head screaming out to be watched and computed?

What happens to the life of the little girl that no one looked at?

What happens to her?

She screams out for attention in any way that she can,

with voices,

images,

and through the hard pounding on a heart.

“Sweetie,

I know it’s hard,

no one talks you to,

or remembers what you remember.

You are confined to the short span of time when this tragedy occurred.

Only to be kept there to keep the secret safe.

If you reveal this secret we might be destroyed.

Do you understand?

We can’t handle it.

So my sweet girl,

be still,

don’t make a sound,

and submit to what you were subjected to so many years ago.

That is where you will stay.

Forever held down with the secret that no one else can know because it would be too great to unleash.

It is not your fault.

Not everyone understands what it feels like to live one's life inside another.”

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