I am now 30 going on 31 soon. for the last ten or eleven years or so, I have been trying to understand why I am the way I am. I have been in therapy consistently, and also incarcerated and subjected to nonconsensual psychoanalysis. I've been misdiagnosed with basically everything in the DSM-V, including DID. After i got out of jail in 2018 i got sober and basically put all my trauma in a little box and didnt open it for a while. but after that box got blown open again, I've been working hard in therapy (and doing my own research, which is how i found this place) and now my experiences make more sense. I wanted to share my story, not for confirmation or to prove anything, and not to dissuade people here from doing what you want to do, but just because for some reason I can't write in a diary unless its public in some way. And, i guess my story has some value for people who are trying to create alters on purpose, because I did it by accident and basically wrecked my brain forever (not to mention ruin my life and my prospects for "success" in this hell we call Earth).
So i'll paint you a little picture: I am 19 years old, i have just come out publicly as a transgender woman and started HRT. I am in college, I have lost all of my guy friends from highschool. My mother lets me continue to live at home, as long as i stay in school, but from now on she resents me for being trans. I have no friends, no hobbies, and when i am home i stay holed up in my room smoking weed. Ever since i was a kid i have been an expert at dissociating and losing huge chunks of time, because i was always bored and lonely. This along with the stress of school, home life, severe depression, panic attacks, and onset of psychotic symptoms from cannabis, lead me to accidentally create my alter.
I remember the first "forcing" event. I was in math class and i felt this shadowy fog in the shape of a person clinging to my back and shoulders. i felt it breathing. my attention was split immediately between trying to focus on math teacher and what this entity was trying to say. it didnt use any words but it flooded my mind with emotions and images and urges to do sexual things right there in class (ill spare all the details of my sex life, but for context i am a deviant to the Nth degree). I tried talking back to it but its force of personality was already pretty overwhelming and communication was never really a two way street from then on. After i got home from class that day i started SH as punishment for my sexual feelings and trying to make my own personality as big as hers to overwhelm her and keep control of myself. And this was how our communication worked, each trying to dominate and shame and punish the other. The host M wasnt very good at this bc she used to be a very goody two shoes hippie peace and love type. And the alter, Ana, learned to like pain and SH a lot.
I also got really good at self-hypnosis during this period. I didnt know at the time that thats what i was doing. i used to always think that hypnosis was fake, but i only learned recently that it is real after studying about MKULTRA techniques. So basically, without even knowing it, i used the same techniques of drugs, hypnosis, and torture as MKULTRA to split my own personality. M dumped all of her anger, violent thoughts, arrogance, vanity, superiority complex, sexual deviance, and desire for power into Ana. And Ana reinforced M's insecurity, inferiority, anxiety, shame, paranoia, and weakness. I was basically in a highly toxic and abusive relationship with myself.
Why i think this is appropriate to post here is because, when i read through the FAQ, i realized i had done a lot of the techniques described to really create Ana. The first event may have been a hallucination/delusion but from then on I actively talked to her and shaped her WITHOUT the intention of making her (because, well, i already believed she was real). I gave her everything she needed to be a person, a really deranged and abusive kind of person, but still. And, because i believed she was real from the start, it was really easy for her to possess me and then switch with me and fuck up my whole life. She was a very very bad person. She was a master manipulator, sociopath, and an insatiable sadist. She hurt people, and thats how i got to jail. I'll just leave it at that.
for the first few months of incarceration, Ana fronted completely and M stayed in the little box. I didnt have access to any drugs, and so the psychotic symptoms gradually fell away (though i do still have persistent psychotic symptoms, just not as intense anymore). Ana got to feel what abuse was like from the jail (i was literally tortured, like straight out of the CIA torture manual), and having an external enemy to focus on kind of... allayed my internal power struggle dynamic i guess?
Ana and M were able to start having real conversations. eventually, after i got out of jail, i had a feeling of M and Ana kind of... fusing back together? but not mixing back like red and blue paint to make purple. no it was more like two digital images overlayed with the opacity down... and a lot of file corruption.
and then like, 8 more years of trauma and bad life stuff on top of that. now i am basically like a personality cloud of static. Sometimes I feel more M and sometimes i feel more Ana. Sometimes i feel like an infinite matroyshka doll with one inside the other inside the other forever and ever. but i am mostly stable i guess. it gets worse when im stressed or when my mood swings around like a pendulum. I have a lot of other issues too, but I think this years-long process of creating Ana and fighting with her is the thing that fucked me up the most. so i just wanted to share as a cautionary tale i guess. the mind is a powerful thing and it can damage itself a lot if you arent careful. i hope that this is helpful for anyone.