I recall trying to read "I'm Eve" at the library when we were in high school and being freaked out by the fact that she struggled to integrate, from what we read of it. It probably sounds kind of funny nowadays that we would be freaked out by a book about not integrating. I think we had gotten the idea in our head, at the time, that if this was multiplicity, then integrating would take away all the struggles and fears over the person at front feeling like they "weren't a real person" and "couldn't express themselves." A lot of that later turned out to be due to autistic communication issues, but we thought maybe it was because we had dissociated away all of our ability to communicate in certain ways. And if that was the case, we could hang on to the idea that we would "get them back" if we integrated.

And most of the books out there made it look like integration was this easy and natural process, once you had found a good therapist, and someone who knew everything about the system would always be in there. (We had someone who... tried to take on that role, but she didn't really know much more than the rest of us did at the time.) So the idea that maybe, for some people, it might be out of their control and you would never find anyone with full knowledge of the system was disturbing to us back then. We should probably re-read it for a lot of reasons nowadays.