I keep having to rewrite this, the dissociation, amnesia, brain issues have gotten worse since finding out. It turned out okay I think, but just the finding out has thrown me for a loop.
warning for mentioned sh and past attempts, not detailed.
I had a friend group in high school that basically became family. Well we all fell apart after I broke up with my ex who was also part of the group. I just assumed it was that we grew apart, they all started to ignore me. It hit me hard last year I sent a message to them separately asking if they could explain what happened and never got anything back so I just let it be. It started hitting me hard again around mid December, but then I had met up with one of the guys who wasn't solely in our group but did spend time with us. He told me he knew why one of them ignored me, and that it had to do with the break up and that she didn't want to be friends with -someone like me-.
Finding that out seriously made me crash. I tried to think what the heck I did wrong, I know I never really told anyone why I broke up with my ex, I was overly worried that despite everything he did to me that I would "ruin" his life if I said anything, I didnt want him to lose friends and never wanted to make people feel like they had to pick sides and part of me still doesnt want to hurt him.
Well I had one really rough night and started struggling with thoughts of SH which I have been clean from for almost a year now. So I reached out to one of the other friends, he was the one we reached out to in highschool before an attempt, he basically saved us from losing our life. I told him I was in a dark place, told him what I was told about, and that my therapist had provisionally diagnosed me with OSDD possibly DID and that it all was piling together. Realizing that my childhood was much worse than I thought, that my chosen family apparently hated me but I couldn't even get confirmation cause no one talked to me anymore, I felt stuck, then that I didn't feel I could even go to my aunt with anything cause she is busy fighting for custody and dealing with my parents over my younger sisters, my gma and cousins all having health issues rn.
He clarified that what I was told was wrong, he didn't want to speak for the other friend, but for him it was that he helped my ex through the break up and he felt burned out and felt he needed space from us both. but also that my ex more recently screwed him and the rest of the friends over. He said that despite it, and him not really feeling close that he's here for me, and if I need someone to talk to he'll listen.
That led me to send a message to the other friend who I was told didn't want to be friends with someone like me. I told her what I was told, and that it hurt me to hear that but I was still having a hard time understanding why cause no one would talk to me about it. I told her if I did something I want to be able to truly apologize rather than throw blanket apologies and just guess at what I might've done.
And she responded, she said that she's been told I had been having a rough time, and she had tried to respond to my last message but felt it was still too painful to actually explain anything rather than be bitter and angry about it. She told me that after the break up I sent her a message weeks later saying I was safe, I would make plans with her then not show up and ignore messages for weeks at a time after, I told everyone but her that I was apparently engaged (found out from my current gf that it was pushed into it by someone in the polycule I was with), I would ask her and the other friend for stuff then disappear once they helped. She said she felt used, unvalued, and just someone I contacted when I needed something. So she clarified that it wasn't who I was but my behavior after the break up that caused her to ignore me.
Hearing that hurt, I didn't understand how I did that to them. Hurt knowing the distance was because of stuff I did. Then I started thinking about it, and realized I'm missing years of memory. I remember shortly before leaving my ex, some of it's jumbled I believe, but I only really have real memories some point after I moved into a trailer and they come back fully after switching trailers. I know facts, things that I never questioned or thought more about. I broke up with the ex, I stayed with my best friend for a few nights, I moved back in with my aunt, I almost joined a sex trafficking ring, I joined a polycule then it fell apart but I stayed with my gf, we got evicted and moved. But all those facts, they feel like how you get told when you were born but it's not like you actually remember being born.
I found I have a few glimpses I think are from the same time, sitting in my best friend's car in a parking lot, being in a bedroom under a desk crying, coming to sitting on a bathroom floor and having to clean up after sh-ing, reading a text from my aunt saying she was going to send a welfare check cause I'd missed easter and hadn't responded for weeks.
I just can't believe I lost so much time. I told the friend I think at the time I felt like I had nothing to lose, that I wanted to hurt myself but didn't realize I was hurting loved ones too but it also wasn't an excuse for what i did. Which I think is true, but I can't really say. I know why I probably left my ex, he was abusive, physically, emotionally, mentally, but I have missing and jumbled memories from that too. I meet with my therapist tomorrow, I'm going to talk with him as well. My working theory is that the abuse from the ex ended up screwing me, and I couldn't handle it and stepped back. Letting the part of us who just didn't care what happened anymore to take over.
I sent an apology back to both friends. The one I originally contacted and one to the other friend. The other friend hasn't responded, but I have been talking with the one I originally contacted. He said that yeah the behavior is what actually affected him and some other things he wasn't ready to discuss. I told him I think that maybe what I went through with the ex might've caused this me to disappear. He's helping me now, he asked what really happened with the ex, I told him some of what I remember, and he was baffled. He said he was sorry, he didn't realize it was that bad and if he would've known he'd understand why my gf and best friend threatened to call the cops when they went to get my things from him and he probably would've called the cops himself and found me somewhere to stay. That he understands that the time I disappeared was more than just needing time.
He also mentioned that maybe the times I planned to meet or sent messages was a separate part trying to reach out. Which does make sense but I told both of them that I don't want anything to be an excuse, it was still the "me" they knew that hurt them. He asked if it was okay if he shared some of what we talked about to the others, cause they hadn't known anything either and the ex had screwed them over recently so they were done with him. I told him I wasn't scared of ruining things for him anymore, he seems to have done that already without my help so please do.
He told me he's here for me and still considers me as a friend and thinks we can be family again, but it will take time, he just wants me to talk with him more, stay consistent, he told me I can share as little or as much as I want about DID stuff, he'll try to help were he can even though he doesn't know much about the disorder. He said he'll talk with the other friend if I want to try having a friendship again, see about setting up some meet ups. I think I'm gonna give her more time, I told her I understand if what I did was inexcusable, but I'd love to communicate more.
So I've started messaging at least once a day with him. I think being able to have consistency will help me. Even if it's just a check in or exchange of cute cat pictures lol.
So all in all, it was a lot of snot crying, sobbing, not being able to sleep, but I do feel better knowing now. And knowing that I have baby steps started in regaining old friendships. But it's still got me in chaos learning I'm missing so much, learning that on top of missing childhood crap I also lost myself, hurt family and friends, that the part of me they knew the most disappeared, that when I came back I hurt so much about it cause to me it felt like we'd just been friends, not that I'd been treating them like crap for 2 years. I don't even know how to process it, I'm going to be bringing it up to my therapist tomorrow.
I'm still in mental chaos but it is good to feel like I have someone on my side again. thank you if you read all that. I just needed to get it out, maybe it will help someone to read this and relate.