Even plucking up the courage to post this is giving me anxiety..
I received my diagnosis of BPD about a month ago, and it hit me like a ton of bricks, in regards to how much things now make sense.
I thought it was a silverlining in understanding myself and mentally getting better, getting off meds and not going back into hospital.
I feel like the confirmation of the diagnosis has made me worse, now I cant tell the difference between reality and if im overreacting. On top of that, one of my closest friends has abandoned me.. I don't know why.
Aside from that, I feel like theres something about me, that when people get to know me they feel the need to run in the other direction. This has made me feel like I'll never have friends, or anyone who will be able to love me.
It hurts, but I don't mind.
What gets about that is that, I'd drop anything for anyone who needed help, and I always have good intentions when I meet new people, but they just leave before I can get to know them and explain that Im probably more messed up than a donkeys backside but Im trying to get better.
I know plenty of people who have mental health issues,but have a network of support and people who want to help them..
So my question is, is there hope for people like me who have never encountered someone can tolerate me and see theres a person underneath all of this?
And those of you who have bpd.. do you have people that love and support you?
Any other advice, stories, literally anything, I'll be happy to read.
Apart from someone who is paid to listen and teach me DBT skills. I don't have anyone to talk to. Thanks..