Especially when ~being plural~ / DiD is NOT a garden-variety illness, there's a reason that academics and professionals still debate whether it's even a real thing. It's not like going 'oh man I'm sad literally all the time, maybe I actually have depression, never really thought maybe it was an issue', it's something that comes from horrific, long-term abuse at a young age. Not 'daddy rolls his eyes at my pronouns', not 'I got a single spank one time', not 'a traumatic incident involving a bunny in Peru' BONNIE. It's like 'I was locked in a lightless closet with nothing but mouldy breadcrusts and raped daily for three years of my childhood' levels of trauma. It's also supposed to make your daily life really noticeably 'why don't I remember the last three hours' difficult.
Yeah Bonnie I'm sure your thirteen followers on twitter dot com have just all spontaneously decided they need you to diagnose that. I don't think there's thirteen fully medically recognized cases in the world, despite what every edgy teenager on tumblr and toyhou.se and the DissociaDID thread would have you believe.