Hi there aj1, glad you have made it to the forums which I have found very grounding in the past. i was eventually diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder after trolling through every other pysch label.
I first approached my GP as a teenaged girl (you can imagine the eye rolling on his part!!) when I confided my very depressed state. He kindly referred me to a pyschiatrist but in the interim I took my first OD and jump started my career in Mental Health by going to hospital. Please bear in mind I am trotting towards 60 so this ( OMG!!!!) is almost 45 years ago!!!! I cant believe I am still here! I became more aware of things NOT being right as I progressed and entered a fugue state or a dissociative state which was possibly activated by the chemical combinations used by various pyschiatrists over time. Several years are very vague to me, but in the inbetween times I worked ...but in a part time manner when this became available in nursing.
After some profoundly disturbing behaviour on my part, I was put in touch with my final pyschiatrist, who did not fill me with more pills but let me talk and he actually listened. I was also fortunate to live in a city where there was a dedicated DID unit at the time through the private hospital system.
It took a long time to establish a good theraputic relationship, where I had been introduced to a sound concept of boundaries, and so it began. As time progressed I became CONSCIOUS of the various aspects of the dissociation which had been a SURVIVAL technique by a very young girl to what was severe trauma. As this progressed, a newer reality was able to intergrate these aspects and fragments, as not all the fracturing translated into a full personality. My teddy bear had provided a solid point. I think it is VERY important not to read DID stories of the" 3 faces of Eve "stuff as it is a risk in incorporating on a subconscious level of those aspects, if you know what I mean.
I am sorry this is so long, but here I am today...a survivor despite it all, ad I now live in another country, as I was finally able to let go of my umbilical cord with my pyschiatrist. No one will say that at the end of the road is a paradise because it isnt. I am still prone to depression and anxiety ....sometimes but rarely I wish I was as I once was, but that is a skin I have grown out of. You have my profound sympathy, if this is your diagnosis and I wish you a safe and a successful journey back to a state of health that you can live with.