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Ahh Part II of an increasing amount of humor in dealing with the atrocities of assault.

I’ve always held the belief that the universe would protect me and give me only that, which I could cope with at a given time. Though pushed and stretched to its limits many times—through sheer determination and guts—I have always driven the extra mile and survived. This is how we live our life.

This article is dispersed with the grammatical ‘I’ and ‘We.’ No need to call the grammar police! All my writings flip flop from first to third person. And why is this?

Well, due to childhood sexual assault, I survived by what is known as Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID).  Simply, as a child, I compartmentalized my identity and split into many selves (inner parts) rather than a single one. My publication, “Dissociative Identity Disorder,” describes the mechanics of DID in order to survive sexual/physical and/or emotional assault.

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This shows the funny side of Dissociative Identity Disorder- Sometimes all we can do is laugh.

This article was published  in November/December 2006 by Alone Together, and May 2007 by Survivorship

“Out of the way!” Brian cried.

“Oh, ’tis fun,” giggled six-year-old Julie, as the car swung from one lane to another.

“Hey Guys! Adults, front and centre,” Brian screamed to the others.

All at once a number of “people” came to the rescue and slid Julie back to where she belonged.

“It’s time for a council meeting,” Brian said.

As Brian was organizing the meeting of the heads of the compartmentalized sectors, I was in another reality. The outside world saw the body of a 36-year-old woman, with short spiked hair, wearing a black leather jacket, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and new black Levi’s.

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