Just a little update.
H has changed jobs. The last one didn't work out. She went a little while without working, and got on a combination of meds which seemed to shift her a lot closer to reality. Her psychiatrist believes that she is not in fact dealing with DID after all, but instead is schizophrenic - and thus 'open to suggestion'. Well, i can believe that she is suggestible. We lived for two and a half years with a false case of multiple sclerosis. (Always has to be multiple something.)
I'm not even sure how any of it ever happened in the first place. And i'm not sure how it all ended. But she's better now, and working again, and no longer cutting and changing personalities. She's doing much better.
Not perfect. Not even close. But she and I aren't in hell anymore.
The worst thing now is that she's addicted to spending all of the money and leaving us piss-broke.
I guess i'm just going to take that and be happy with it, all things considered.
So i'm going to leave this blog up as an archive, a museum piece of sorts. This is how we once lived.
The end.
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