Recently a friend of mine came out to me as having DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder). As him and I align, perfectly the same, in our processing of trauma, suddenly, something shifted in my brain. Like a door that had been locked, clicking open for the first time. It makes me think of the ways I may be split up, and it is overwhemingly scary when "Me" starts to become "Us". (for anyone concerned about self-diagnosis, these are just my thoughts and feelings, and not any definite conclusion for myself. I have professionals in my life who I can rely on for help and understanding in this matter)