it's so lonely having DID and having to mask who you are as an alter. my friends and family don't know me even though I talk with them all the time. we've known each other for years, but they don't know that. they don't know baby blue is my favourite colour. they don't know I love autumn and cozy sweaters. they don't know I suffer with debilitating guilt that eats me at night. they don't know I'm a man. they don't even know my name. they call me something different, talk to me about my interests and emotions and experiences, but those aren't mine. they belong to another part of us, but not me. and I can't explain that, so I just nod along with it whenever we hang out or text. I feel invisible. stuck in a life that isn't mine unable to ever have true relationships with people who see me as how I see myself. these are my dearest friends, but they don't even know me









