Not like DID. It feels like that metaphorical story about two wolves, one white wolf and the other dark. The dark wolf fed off of darkness. The white wolf fights the darkness. Etc. it feels like inside of me there is two people. The evil side of me and the Real me. The evil me will do horrendous things, and have a tongue like poison. And as soon as the dark cloud passes and im calmed down from whatever happened, i look upon the destruction i caused and a 20ft wave of guilt washes over me and i cant get it out. But it feels like that darkness is uncontrollable no matter how many mindfulness skills i put to it.