u/Akan_Anansi

Hello all!

So I don’t necessarily know if I have DID, it’s just something we’re exploring in therapy right now and I’ve been directed here after some research. Ironically enough, this came up after in therapy after I simply mentioned how throughout my life sometimes I will be in states specific enough that I gave them names. Like Katherine, she is a bit more flirty and a little chaotic, but fine ultimately. Idk, her energy is specific and has been specific enough that she’s probably been around the last…10 years? And when the energy is around I can go “Yup, that’s Katherine.”

Honestly? I was just doing some reading on here about co-fronting and going “THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN!” So I’m recognizing something familiar in all of this 😂 The way I’ve come to describe it is by using a car metaphor. Usually, I’M driving and all is well and I’m me. Sometimes Katherine is driving, and I’m sitting in the car in the passenger seat instead of the driver’s, so I can see everything happening and I’m just sort of like “Eh, I’m enjoying the ride/it’ll be fine.”? That’s the typical experience. Katherine or even Lucian (a different one that isn’t around anymore I don’t think) driving and it’s fine. But there’s a new “energy”, and this new one feels like someone new is driving, and this time I’m locked in the truck. Like I’m not in the passenger seat or driver’s, I’m locked in the trunk. I can hear and feel what’s happening, but ultimately I feel like there’s a lot less control. This new one…it breaks the script. Imagine if your whole life, you were a vegan. You might have phases where you go down to vegetarian, or pescatarian, but you never eat meat. 27 years of switching, but never eating meat. Then suddenly you’re like “Huh, I kinda don’t care about why I didn’t eat meat before.” And you start slowly trying it, but the second you’re back to yourself you’re like “I DON’T eat meat, wtf.” Haha there’s a better metaphor for this, but truly it comes down to a change in my relationship to my own boundaries.

I guess I’m just wondering if this is familiar to anyone or if at the very least anyone can point me in a direction of some links or sources that might be helpful. The way I describe all of this, is is just how I see it in my head. Can’t tell you why or how, but like, internally, the way I’m describing it (like the car example) is how it feels in my mind. I can see it/feel it in a sense.

Thank you for reading ❤️

EDIT: Ya’ll have been so helpful and informative! Keeping this post up so others may find some help. Still lots to unpack, but S/O to ya’ll being quick to call out BS given people’s generalizations about DID (appreciate it so much cause already I know what it’s like to have a mythologized mental illness and an actual diagnosis) Still figuring stuff out, but appreciate of all ya’ll that have commented so far ❤️

Hello! A lot has happened, and in therapy I recently started exploring the idea of structural dissociation and I’m wondering if anyone relates to any part of this because I’m trying to make sense of things.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a way of organizing my internal experiences into what I call “energies.” I’ve given some of them names over the years (for example, Katherine, Lucian, and Faustus). They’re like…recurring emotional/behavioral states that have stayed the same over the years.

Katherine is confident, manipulative, and socially skilled. Faustus was impulsive and reactive. They each have consistent emotional and behavioral “flavors” that I’ve recognized for years. Naming them has always been my own way of mapping my internal state, and a way to cope since I was young I guess.

Until recently, they all still felt like “me.” Different versions of me, but still me. I always felt like I was in the driver’s seat, even if one particular energy was influencing how I thought or acted. Over the past few weeks, though, something has changed in a way that feels genuinely new. It doesn’t feel like one of those familiar states anymore. It feels like an older, deeper pattern has become active for the first time in my life.

The best metaphor I’ve come up with is this:

Normally, if one of these energies is active, it feels like I’m in the passenger seat. I can still object, redirect, or take the wheel if I need to. This new one feels different. It feels like I’m locked in the trunk. I still remember everything that’s happening, but my normal internal “braking system” doesn’t seem to engage.

Normally, if one of my “energies” was active, it felt like I was in the passenger seat while someone else drove. I could still object, redirect, or grab the wheel if I needed to. But typically it’s fine. This new one feels more like I’m locked in the trunk. I still know what’s happening. I know the new one shouldn’t have the wheel, but…it’s almost like when it’s in charge, I’m not even in the car. Not in a “I’m gonna wake up 2 months from now and not remember anything because I wasn’t here” kind of way. But in a I forget that “yeah, I have objections to the way the new one is running things.” It’s happened before where I sort of just…forget my brain (my regular self, Katherine, all of them) and the new one is just in the car…alone.

An example that sort of…confuses me is the fact that when this new one is driving, it has no issue breaking my rules. Katherine and the others (even Faustus) are wild in different ways, but…they follow the rules. Stuff like the ethical rules for my spirituality. When it’s driving, it breaks the rules. Katherine, or any of the others that have ever existed have NEVER done that. The behavior itself isn’t what confuses me—it’s that while it’s happening, I don’t seem to care in the way I normally would. Later, when I’m back to feeling like myself, I look back and think, “That really wasn’t like me.”

My therapist and I are considering whether mania could be contributing, and I’m taking that possibility seriously. At the same time, these particular experiences don’t feel identical to previous manic episodes I’ve had, which is why I’m trying to understand all the pieces rather than assume one explanation.

Another thing that feels relevant:

Since I was a young child, I’ve had the same recurring dream. I’m in an elevator that keeps descending. The farther down it goes, the more intense this absolutely primal fear becomes. Not ordinary fear—closer to like the fear you feel when you see a bear out in nature. Primal. But also a bit deeper than that, like it feels the kind of primal feeling that goes beyond any sort of reason. Hard to describe. I almost never make it to the bottom before waking up. Even as a kid, I think somehow knew the elevator represented my own mind. The deeper I went, the more frightened I became.

Recently, I’ve also realized that memories, language, and emotions connected to Ghana (where my father is from) feel strangely “behind a door.” It’s not that they’re gone—I know they’re there—but it feels like there’s some kind of barrier I can’t quite access yet. Around the same time I noticed that, this new internal state also started becoming much more noticeable.

For context, I’ve also had an extremely stressful past few years (DV to the point of fleeing a state, stalked and threatened in two separate states, best friend/roommate was in the ICU, etc) My therapist and I are also considering whether I might be experiencing mania, so I know that could be contributing too. Though, I know my brain. And mania might be contributing to things, but it’s more than mania. I’m trying very hard not to jump to conclusions about any one explanation.

I guess my question is:

If anyone relates or could point me in the right direction, I would love some links to resources! Research makes me feel better and is grounding. Also, has anyone with structural dissociation, ego-state work, trauma-related dissociation, or even just complex trauma experienced something that felt like a genuinely “new” state emerging after years of having a relatively stable internal system?

I’m not asking whether this means I have DID or OSDD. I’m more interested in whether anyone has experienced an old pattern becoming newly accessible, especially during periods of prolonged stress, and how they made sense of it.

Thanks for reading.

Hello! A lot has happened, and in therapy I recently started exploring the idea of structural dissociation and I’m wondering if anyone relates to any part of this because I’m trying to make sense of things.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a way of organizing my internal experiences into what I call “energies.” I’ve given some of them names over the years (for example, Katherine, Lucian, and Faustus). They’re like…recurring emotional/behavioral states that have stayed the same over the years.

Katherine is confident, manipulative, and socially skilled. Faustus was impulsive and reactive. They each have consistent emotional and behavioral “flavors” that I’ve recognized for years. Naming them has always been my own way of mapping my internal state, and a way to cope since I was young I guess.

Until recently, they all still felt like “me.” Different versions of me, but still me. I always felt like I was in the driver’s seat, even if one particular energy was influencing how I thought or acted. Over the past few weeks, though, something has changed in a way that feels genuinely new. It doesn’t feel like one of those familiar states anymore. It feels like an older, deeper pattern has become active for the first time in my life.

The best metaphor I’ve come up with is this:

Normally, if one of these energies is active, it feels like I’m in the passenger seat. I can still object, redirect, or take the wheel if I need to. This new one feels different. It feels like I’m locked in the trunk. I still remember everything that’s happening, but my normal internal “braking system” doesn’t seem to engage.

Normally, if one of my “energies” was active, it felt like I was in the passenger seat while someone else drove. I could still object, redirect, or grab the wheel if I needed to. But typically it’s fine. This new one feels more like I’m locked in the trunk. I still know what’s happening. I know the new one shouldn’t have the wheel, but…it’s almost like when it’s in charge, I’m not even in the car. Not in a “I’m gonna wake up 2 months from now and not remember anything because I wasn’t here” kind of way. But in a I forget that “yeah, I have objections to the way the new one is running things.” It’s happened before where I sort of just…forget my brain (my regular self, Katherine, all of them) and the new one is just in the car…alone.

An example that sort of…confuses me is the fact that when this new one is driving, it has no issue breaking my rules. Katherine and the others (even Faustus) are wild in different ways, but…they follow the rules. Stuff like the ethical rules for my spirituality. When it’s driving, it breaks the rules. Katherine, or any of the others that have ever existed have NEVER done that. The behavior itself isn’t what confuses me—it’s that while it’s happening, I don’t seem to care in the way I normally would. Later, when I’m back to feeling like myself, I look back and think, “That really wasn’t like me.”

My therapist and I are considering whether mania could be contributing, and I’m taking that possibility seriously. At the same time, these particular experiences don’t feel identical to previous manic episodes I’ve had, which is why I’m trying to understand all the pieces rather than assume one explanation.

Another thing that feels relevant:

Since I was a young child, I’ve had the same recurring dream. I’m in an elevator that keeps descending. The farther down it goes, the more intense this absolutely primal fear becomes. Not ordinary fear—closer to like the fear you feel when you see a bear out in nature. Primal. But also a bit deeper than that, like it feels the kind of primal feeling that goes beyond any sort of reason. Hard to describe. I almost never make it to the bottom before waking up. Even as a kid, I think somehow knew the elevator represented my own mind. The deeper I went, the more frightened I became.

Recently, I’ve also realized that memories, language, and emotions connected to Ghana (where my father is from) feel strangely “behind a door.” It’s not that they’re gone—I know they’re there—but it feels like there’s some kind of barrier I can’t quite access yet. Around the same time I noticed that, this new internal state also started becoming much more noticeable.

For context, I’ve also had an extremely stressful past few years (DV to the point of fleeing a state, stalked and threatened in two separate states, best friend/roommate was in the ICU, etc) My therapist and I are also considering whether I might be experiencing mania, so I know that could be contributing too. Though, I know my brain. And mania might be contributing to things, but it’s more than mania. I’m trying very hard not to jump to conclusions about any one explanation.

I guess my question is:

If anyone relates or could point me in the right direction, I would love some links to resources! Research makes me feel better and is grounding. Also, has anyone with structural dissociation, ego-state work, trauma-related dissociation, or even just complex trauma experienced something that felt like a genuinely “new” state emerging after years of having a relatively stable internal system?

I’m not asking whether this means I have DID or OSDD. I’m more interested in whether anyone has experienced an old pattern becoming newly accessible, especially during periods of prolonged stress, and how they made sense of it.

Thanks for reading.