For awhile now I've had little voices that help me go about my day and either support me or not. Maybe it's just my own thoughts, but as an artist I've characterized them. Then it got me thinking, maybe I just have maladaptive daydream disorder. I'm really unsure about all of this, and in fact I may just be completely fine, just a big imagination.
But if I'm being honest I think it's a self defense thing. My mom dated an alcoholic for 5 years and it did leave a few mental scars, and feeling like I had no one, being there for myself was the only thing I could do. I named the voices because it was persistent, and they tell me things everyday. So I dont know if this is a case of DID, Maladaptive daydream disorder or just me being over creative with my own thoughts. It's getting to me.