Feel like I'm in the twilight zone here at the long term airbnb where I'm living. Other two tenants are caughing like they're going to die. The guy in the room next here sounds like a demon is dying. He talks to himself, often in different voices. I'm the one who supposed to have DID. Another her as well? The caretaker is out right psychotic. I have way too many of my own problems for all of this.

On the bright side my DID therapy is starting to get better. Three of a zillion alters fronted for the therapist. They're afraid, but they did front. I asked therapist what S. said because I have no clue. Therapist said I don't need to know!