We're "on" again, and on the one hand I'm scared to death. On the other, I feel closer to him than ever. Ugh, love is so stupid!
I sent him a package with a bunch of articles, some printouts of blogs by people with DID, and some resources from issd-t.org and other related sites. I included a letter that reiterated what I'd said before - that I don't need to know what happened, what's going on, or anything more than what he's comfortable with sharing or facing. I just want him to know I'm here for him, and I would ask that he try to read through the materials & consider that it is one possible explanation for what is going on. And I reminded him that he has said on multiple occasions that *something* has been going on that has him freaked out & that he fears will make me leave.
I just want us to acknowledge the elephant in the room, especially since he's pointed it out several times before retreating and exclaiming that he never said any such thing & that I'm just trying to make him out to be sick. I also wanted him to realize that if it *is* DID, it's not like the movies or like all the stereotypes. It doesn't mean you're crazy and hopeless. On the contrary, it means his highly-adaptive brain *kept* him from going insane...from utterly self-destructing, destroying himself with drugs or self-harm...or worse - victimizing others. Instead, he chose to go into a line of work where he helps others.
I also emphasized that it was not anything I was insisting on. It was a theory. One that I was just asking him to consider.
I think he may have dissociated when he got my package. We hadn't spoken in a few months and had only occasionally exchanged a few messages in email and IMs. Oddly, just a few days after the package had been delivered, a long-time suspected alter out of the blue said something that suggested to me he was acknowledging something in the letter - something where I was concerned about the eeriness of the likely-alters approaching and engaging me on Twitter as though they already knew me and we were picking up in the middle of a previous interaction or conversation.
I have absolutely no identifying information in my Twitter profile. There is a painting for my avatar, and my username is completely fictional - an obvious reference to a well-known writer. So it wasn't like someone would be attracted to my avatar or thought they knew me by my name.
So anyway, this suspected alter suddenly started acting strangely, got upset with me about something I never did or said, and generally acted very much like Tex. When I said he was acting a lot like my ex for someone who claims not to know him from Adam, he went silent. I assumed he went to sleep because of an (alleged) time difference. In the interim, Tex unblocked me from Whatsapp & completely out of context sent a message that said to quit with "the accusations" (at about 2 am). A few hours later, the suspect came back, then cut off communication with me.
When I messaged Tex, he was very matter-of-fact, as though we had not been on the outs for months. He said he was returning from a work trip that allegedly had him leave just a couple days before the package arrived. Then he suddenly messaged me and asked if I'd sent him a package. He said someone in the household had already opened it, discarded the box, and put the contents on his desk. Yet no one mentioned it or acted like they had opened his mail. It made no sense that anyone would do that and then not even mention it, much less throw away the box.
I'm not trying to be a drama queen. It just seems that the more these things happen, the more it seems apparent he has DID. Outside forces just couldn't coordinate something this elaborate - and with no apparent motivation.
And I think he suspects it, too. He vacillates between accusations that I'm just insane and imagining all these "mere" coincidences, and recognition that something legitimately is going on, although he sometimes goes to the most extreme & far-fetched of explanations (an ex of mine form 15 years ago is messing with us...an ex of *his* is messing with us.)
I'm cautiously optimistic. He acknowledged that he had pulled out all the worst to push me away and that he realized that he was "not easy to love" but that I kept breaking through the defenses anyway. He conceded that after all this time, there must be something meaningful in that.
We'll see what happens. He could change on me overnight. Anything could happen...he could invent any number of methods to push me away. But I think he at least trusts I'm not superficially interested in him, and I'm not scared off by the (suspected) Protector. In fact, the more garbage the Protector conjurs to push me away, the more I see though his flawed logic. And Tex seems to see it.
Ok, I've babbled long enough.
Wish us luck!