hi, i'm new here, i just joined earlier today. i'm naomi, i'm 20 nearly 21, i'm female.
i was diagnosed with BPD when i was 13. i had numerous suicide attempts, had CBT and eventually left therapy because it wasn't working when i was 15. i didn't get any help or see anyone about it after that... i was in an awful relationship when i was 16 for a year, and we split up because he couldn't deal with me.
the past... 3 years have been the worse. i moved out from home, and moved to university in london. i started a relationship with a friend i've known since i was 13. (he didn't know about BPD). i lost my dad (he had manic depression, he killed himself) when i was 17. i am now in my last year of university, graduate in summer, and i'm still with the same boyfriend from nearly 3 years ago. i finally told him about BPD, it was a huge struggle, and thank god, he's understanding and so so supportive.
earlier this year, in april, i was in hospital due to an attempted overdose. for a couple of weeks i had been absolutely terrible, i quit my job, wasn't attending classes/going to uni, completely shutting myself off from everyone, going crazy... i went to the emergency mental health clinic and told them that i was feeling the worst i'd ever felt and if they didn't help me i don't know if i'd be able to keep on going. they sent me home having made me tell them my life story, and well, that night i attempted an overdose (after threatening my boyfriend... :'[) this year has been the worse. i just feel like there is no help for me out there. none of my friends know (they just think i'm weird, i had to hide lots of things from them, they don't understand me at all), some of my friends do know, some of them... well i've lost a lot of friendships this year from being paranoid, a bitch, taking 'things way too personal and serious' 'taking offensive' etc etc...
my boyfriend keeps urging me to go to the doctor, but after my experience with them, i feel hopeless. i feel like every day i'm living on the edge and it gets worse and worse. today, for example, me and my boyfriend had a huge argument because i made out it was the WORST THING EVER that he was 10 minutes late. i genuinely felt like he was such a ######6 asshole and he ruined my day and i ran off from him and came home and refused to speak to him. then i felt bad for the whole evening and now i feel like absolute $#%^ :'(
please tell me that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.