My DID T did not like the term host. She said it implied that part was not equal with the rest of the system. Like the host of a party always has separate rules, no matter what kind of party. We like the term fronting better. We don't even know if our main fronter(s) have a name. There have been several, they seem very fluid. As our life circumstances change, the main fronter adapts to the situation. I don't know what happens to the previous one(s). My feeling is they merge into a blob. Well, like a blob. Not a blob. Hmmmmmm
Anyway, they answer to the birth name, but they've never said they had no name, or didn't want one. They've never said they did want one, either.
I have autism. This my autistic journey. I previously thought I had DID, and didn't know who I was. This is my quest to discover myself. I'm going to leave my previous posts up, as they are part of my life journey.
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I am autistic. I previously thought I had DID.
Collage - May 2010
Wednesday, June 27, 2018
Don't like the term host
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