[flowingly]

i'm supposed to not mention it, talk about it, complain, or hear about DP in any way. i don't know how much more i can take of this. it only makes it worse. i don't obsess about it, or put it above my relationships, but it IS a part of me, and my life, and i wish i could openly discuss it. i guess i need to give it time...

 

[Sojourner]

Who are these people?

 

[nayashi]

My mom seems to act like no such thing exists and that I'm perfectly fine in every way.

I'm allowed to talk about it, but she rolls her eyes and tells me to ignore it.

 

[Mipmunk]

My husband is sick to death of it too. I can't even say the word DP now, before he says "no no no - no more, I don't want to hear it". He has been with me for 7 years and has been through all the DP episodes with me and he says if he gets too caught up in it, I will bring him down with me too.

Mum and dad don't understand at all. So I know what it feels like when people around you don't understand, it is because they have never experienced it.

I sometimes wish I could give DP to my husband for 5 minutes (just so he would understand), and then after 5 minutes he click back to normal. Just so he understood. But we can't do that....

Mip
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