"Phil, I have people living inside my head."
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This story involves a trauma-based disorder called "Dissociative Identity Disorder" D.I.D for short. I am NOT an expert and don't know all the details on DID. I have been learning and studying it for two years now, as of right now. 2019.
I think there's not many stories or movies out there with an accurate representation of this disorder, so I want to make one. That's at least 75% more accurate than those Hollywood movies with multiple "personalities."
A few more things:
1.) why is this story a fanfic? Why Dan and Phil?
I came up with a story like this a while ago but never found a plot and I wasn't as nearly as educated as I am now. In ways, I feel like it's inappropriate to make this a fanfic but it's not meant to harm anyone. So if you have this disorder and/or have trauma, this story may not be for you, as I mention different types of trauma and in specifics.
It's easier for me to write a story about existing people, I don't know why. Dan and Phil just happened to be the most fitting characters, I guess.
2.) I'm in no way trying to romanticize or glorify this trauma-based disorder, I am, however, trying to shed some light on it with whatever I can. This disorder is not a vicious or delightful case, it was just one of the many ways the brain protects itself from past or occurring trauma.
3.) I hope that no one is triggered while reading this, so here are the trigger warnings:
different types of abuse, (domestic, child abuse, sexual, etc.) mentions of suicide attempts, anxiety, depression, lots and lots of dissociation and derealization.
With that said, I hope this story is interesting enough and safe for you to read.
(Okay, I know that this has been writing so many times over, but this is my version.)
Addi is 14, an orphan and her only role models are Dan and Phil. She has a habit of self-harming. And a voice that makes her do things she doesn't want to do.
Then she is adopted by her role models, and her life seems perfect, she's even made some friends. But it all turns dark when her friends have dark secrets of their own and Addi's voice returns.
Can she get through this, or is it all coming to a drastic end?
(This story will contain some harsher language and self-harm. You have been warned!)
I also just want to say that this is the first story I ever completed and at the time it was hard and I was proud of my efforts, but now I hate it and cringe just thinking about it. I hadn't had a plan when writing and just went as I wished to. I won't unpublished this as a basic point to see how far I've come when writing other works, but this isn't something I've continued to be proud of. Get it a shot or don't, it's up to you because I wouldn't say this is awful and you should never read it, but there are better stories out there. Whatever, rant over xx