TwinkleStar wrote:because there is a lot of misunderstanding or better misconceptions around BPD which can be find when you google BPD and also some therapists believe in false aspects of BPD, that is why I do not tell anyone around me about my BPD. I do not want anyone to think I am manipulative, first because it is not true and second, who wants to spend time with someone whom they can not trust.
Yeah, I mean one reason I opened this thread was my friends specifically telling me that I can't be BPD because those are horrible people and I'm not. Which, in a way, is gratifying, I guess?
Also, did I say I was OK with this diagnosis if it helps me understand what's happening? Because I'm not. I don't ######6 need yet another thing standing between me and the world I'm forced to interact with. I can't deal with another ######6 thing to hide. Seriously, "be yourself" is such #######5 advice. If I was myself, I'd rage at coworkers, I'd be crying over nothing, and all the supposedly understanding and supportive friends who shy away when they get a glimpse of all the random drama going on inside me would start ghosting me.
Wow. Lots of negativity today, huh? Though I've been in panic mode the majority of the week, so maybe I just need to vent.
toddamus wrote:I hope you find a therapist you can work with and meds you can tolerate. That seems to be the key.
I think another thing to emphasize is that recovery can and does happen but it requires personal commitment and the right group of people taking care of you.
No ######6 meds for me. I'm done with this $#%^. Therapy, sure, but I won't ###$ my brain up any further on the slim chance that something might actually work. I'm just hoping that my current therapist can somehow help me turn this around. Until I started therapy I haven't been a quivering mess, so it's doing something at least. Now it just has to do the ######6 opposite of what it's doing.
Recovery... Yeah, depends on your day-to-day frame of mind, though, doesn't it? I know from experience that things get better with practice, but sometimes that's just empty talk because I can't empathize with the part of me that's feeling hopeful.
Man, what a pathetic ######6 shitshow. I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself and venting at innocent bystanders. Sincere apologies. I just don't feel like I can get this out anywhere else right now.
Edit: Wait, did I just do the relationship instability? Usually I'm convinced that I love my friends and they love me back. Huh.