Books About Multiple Personality Disorder Fiction Novels & Stories

Chapter 19: Faith and Mutiny Eltan Storm I was flabbergasted as Dr. Parkins explained to me what dissociative personality disorder was. Hearing one or more than one voice inside the head? Having more than one distinct personality? It was like two or three people living inside a single body. The behavior was controlled by the personality in charge. Faith had this mental health condition. She didn't just have headaches. Her entire head was fucked up. "But I have never faced any of her other personalities—" I paused as a few images from last night and earlier this afternoon came to my mind.

neither had she seen bucharest so durty before, or known what life Adulf cain lived with his parents, or knew that hammerstien was married once first to damaris---although all true, this was from damaris telling her, and not some wierd dream, that she found her self interacting with, to contracdict, sweet precious reality. doctor montoya was fazed out. everyone, charles roach, H, bucharest all came to gather what was slowly becoming a crazy human just like the priest, only that it was just the once famous therapist who lost her two patients to suicide , and not some unknown parrasite illness that she claimed all the time in her dillusions. montoya heard H whispering to philbert "Obsessive-co

“But I deserve a second chance in life and in love. You asked for the truth right? Now that you have heard everything from me and what I have been going through, you can handle this. You are grown and I don’t have to take care of your feelings anymore. I am tired of keeping my past secrets to my children and my loved ones.” [so I made a mistake in my previous chapters guys. I typed ‘multiple personality disorder’ instead of ‘schizophrenia’. I have typed it as schizophrenia in my early chapters. but i made the mistake and typed multiple personality disorder. I have asked the editor to change it. So please don’t mind the mistake I made]

Just as he reached the door, Caspian's voice echoed in his mind. "The experiment was about multiple personalities. If you check the records, you'll see that a person with multiple personality disorder can have an average of 13 to 15 different personalities. Some even have more than a hundred." The man did not respond, sensing something was amiss. Caspian must be hiding something. However, after years of coexisting, they had never fully explored the depths of each other's secrets. "You're suggesting that I'm another personality that emerged from you after the experiments."

His face would darken as though she had committed some unforgivable crime. 'You’re doing it again,' he would snap. 'You’re always doing it.' Marcie would blink, confused, with a pounding heart. 'Doing what? Existing? Breathing wrong? Wanting to leave?' He twisted everything until she was the one apologizing. Until she was the one at fault. Until she was the one trembling, whispering sorry for things she hadn’t even understood. He manipulated her with terrifying ease, rewriting reality until she doubted her own memory. 'That never happened.'

However, Claire suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at the woman assaulting me on screen, shouting, "Honey, I know who that person is now! It's not me!" She looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Honey, there's actually something I've never told you. Ever since my legs were paralyzed, my mental health has been unstable. I often dream that I can stand up, only to wake up and realize I'm still disabled. Later, I became so disoriented that I couldn't tell reality from dreams anymore." She continued, "I've seen a doctor about it, and she can testify for me! I must have been in a dissociative state, so I manifested a second personality. She's the one who hurt you, not me!"

“I am being cared for at Mountainview Psychiatric Facility.” “I am being cared for at Mountainview Psychiatric Facility…” “I suffer from schizophrenic hallucinations and delusions, and have spent the past four years in a fantasy created in my own mind.” “I suffer from schizophrenic hallucinations and delusions, and have spent the past four years in a fantasy created in my own mind…” “Werewolves are not real.”

She told them about her mental illness stemming from the childhood and present traumas she has experienced; how she would just switch from a personality to another and then pass out, then waking up with no recollection or memory of the while ago at all; how she would always wake up from one place to another, with some people looking dirty at her and some even voicing out their grudge at her when she cannot even remember meeting them in the first place. “Turns out, I had Dissociative Personality Disorder. It was Albert who experienced it very first hand and never judged me at all. Instead, he called Hestia and they brought me to the nearest clinic inside the school to get my scars and wounds

I tried to read. I really did. But the same line kept repeating in my head while my eyes skimmed over the page. Maybe you like the way I make you nervous. I groaned quietly and flipped the book closed, covering my face with it. "This is ridiculous," I muttered. Yet somehow… the corner of my lips lifted again. And before I knew it, my thoughts drifted once more- Back to his voice. Back to that smirk. Back to Jade.

” I asked, frustrated by the sassy words. “I really don't know,” Emily said, flipping onto the next page. They even wrote more about this problem. How the crossing over worked initially, the explanation of parallel worlds, alternate universes, doppelgängers. Signs of being from another world after total memory loss, and stories. A bunch of stories of people who have suffered from this. “Author?” Nikkie asked, and Elaine flipped the book over. “MoonCub.” She replied, with a sigh. “Well, let's find MoonCub. " We have the map, don't we?” Nikkie said, snatching the book.