So, on Saturday, I went into the hospital for suicidal thoughts and because Amilia was threatening to kill me. I got an official diagnosis of Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID). It was suh a relief to have the doctors believe me… I’ve been telling them for years about the people in my head, and they finally believed me. I’m so happy to finally get tis diagnosis because now this means I will get the propper treatment. Overall, this hospitalization was a good one.