The Story I Needed When My World Fell Apart
6/23/20263 min read
Welcome to stories from "The Lifetime Adventure Of God's Word To Me."
I was diagnosed with DID in October, 1995, and it was one of the most horrendous days of my life. I was terrified because I had recently been introduced to MPD, so I was in absolute denial about the validity of the diagnosis for ME!!
There was very little education about the "disorder" at that time, so I was desperate for answer about how to proceed with the healing I needed.
I needed someone I could talk to about what was happening to me, and needed to know what to DO with the diagnosis. What is the treatment for a shattered, fragmented, and dissociated identity?!
Is YOUR Story The One I Needed When My World Fell Apart?
It took decades to get the answers I needed, and that is the reason I am here to update my blog today. DID recovery information was very clinical in nature in the mid 90's, so my need to talk to someone with lived experience went unmet for many years.
Like my recovery experience, sharing my recovery tactics with you has been frequently interrupted by the very recovery process that enables me to share the answers I discovered for myself. For years, my journey seemed sporadic and chaotic, but hindsight has taught me that every single step of my process has been guided by the Holy Spirit, Father God, and our Lord Jesus Christ.
GodsGraceNotes.com has been through as many revisions as my changing identity has been, and has often been dormant and inaccessible for years at a time. The angst of that reality is heavy, but my recovery is no longer in a dormant state, and I am very happy to begin sharing the thoughts I so desperately needed in the early days of my integration process.
Unstoppable" is a movie that is a visual representation of how I felt in the early days of becoming aware of my fragmented "selves." The story is about a runaway freight train and the critical need to gain control of the massive train that had become a danger to everyone in it's path.
The opening scenes of the story shows how the engineer lost control of the train, and the unfolding events that led to the eventual reclaiming control of the train. I found myself holding my breath through much of the story, because it felt so much like the runaway emotions that had led me to the need for hospitalization.
Signing myself into emergency care for my mental state was a terrifying experience and that is part of the reason I am sharing my stories with you. The answers I needed have taken years to attain, so my hope is that you will find comfort, hope, encouragement, and insight as I share the adventures that were once my greatest nightmare.
The lessons Jesus taught me as we have journeyed together took time to process, so I invite you to keep in touch as I share more of the details of how Jesus used art as an essential aspect of my emotional recovery story.
Thank you for taking the time to visit again today. I look forward to sharing with you. again soon
Until then, Shalom, and God bless you!
Connie, Clara, and the rest of my Armchair Adventure Team
