There’s certain recurring conversations, but that’s just because when two personalities created by severe trauma and isolation are stuck living in the same head there tends to be certain subjects discussed a lot. With DDNOS, usually the alter (rarely does DDNOS go beyond 1, because that’s getting into DID territory) has less ability to front (take control) and it’s less common to have amnesia between the personalities (only memories we don’t share is the decade or so of childhood that were part of what caused it in the first place, I have like ten memories from before my teen years and that’s enough for me to know that even if he were willing to discuss the rest I don’t want him to). So the most common conversation tends to be whatever he thinks I’m doing wrong with my life, because as it turns out not really having a body of your own or the ability to use the one you’re in independently leads to some bitterness.

We’ve actually vastly improved over the last five years. There were many hour+ long screaming match arguments, and he’s learned to stop being such a fucking douche about how he goes about addressing issues he has. We’ve been good about keeping it under control, but part of that has also been because my antidepressant has a really weird interaction with the mental illness. You know how most people on high doses of strong antidepressants complain about feeling like a zombie? Well, I don’t deal with any of that because that hits him instead. Because of that it takes lacking any human distractions for him to be able to think clearly enough to maintain a conversation. That said, prior to that we came to the agreement that we need to cooperate, including in not looking crazy to others, so the car rides and at home when alone became the go-to specifically because of that. After all, whatever makes my life shittier impacts him too. If I got fired from my job because they saw how mentally ill I am, he’d be as SOL too.