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The a/c in the car

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The air conditioning in the car is the only thing keeping me remotely present at the moment. The heat outside makes my body want to float away, and it takes on the quality of cotton dancing in the breeze.

I can’t be home because I will certainly lose time, especially feeling this way. I should drive to the coffee shop, but all I can do at the moment is place my face near the air conditioning vents so that I don’t completely float away.

At times like this I ask, Have things really improved for me? Am I getting better, or is that belief just a delusion?

I just looked at my gas gauge. I need to take myself some place because I am going to run out of gas just sitting here if I don’t.

Oh crap …

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I was just talking to my boss, whom I’ve known for a number of years as a friend. Though she knows about my PTSD, I went to great lengths not to tell her about my DID. Well, today she inadvertently guessed that I have it. She did not do it maliciously, she was just guessing as to why I had a hard morning. I came in 20 minutes late, and told her i had a hard morning. She asked me what was hard about this morning, and I tried to be vague about the reason.

However, I must have told her enough for her to guess because she said, “maybe you have MPD.” I started shaking and twitching right there on the spot.

She felt bad, and said she didn’t mean to upset me, she was just offering up a possibility for my difficulties. I then admitted to her that I have DID.

I was floored with how supportive she was with this news. She said, “you’re working on it, that’s what counts. But, you know, for all the years I’ve known you, this makes sense.”

It was nice that she was supportive, but my peeps did not appreciate this surprise.