So, I've had a gap year since finishing school last year and it is my plan to start studying after summer, ie. in September. In order to do so, I need to move to a big city in another region. This will of course cause a lot of new things to happen, eg. I'll be confronted with a lot of new people (both at school and at the dormitory I'll be moving into), I'll have to start studying at university which itself is something new and overwhelming, I'll be transferred to a new psychiatric department, I'll have to settle down and build myself a home (or at least try to


When I was released from inpatient a couple of months ago, I was told by the psychiatrist who diagnosed me with BPD that I wasn't stable enough to start studying after summer. Even though that was what I had planned to do, even though it was what I wanted to do. But I had a love-hate-relationship to that psychiatrist anyway, so I just thought like, "well, we'll see. I'll show you. Don't tell me I can't do this". A couple of weeks ago, I told my beloved therapist about my plans. At first, she was very concerned and thought it would be risky for me to move away and being thrown into all these new things by now. But then she talked to/did supervision with the earlier mentioned psychiatrist. The psychiatrist said she thought it'd actually be a good idea for me to move away and start studying after summer. She's been working at the psychiatric department in that city herself and knows they're really good there and will be able to help me get better since they're specialized in personality disorders. This calmed down my therapist and convinced her studying after summer was the right thing for me to do. Actually, a couple of weeks ago, we held a meeting at the psychiatric department where my therapist, the psychiatrist, my case worker, a social worker etc. and I discussed the future and what would be best for me to do, what they could do to help me the best way possible, etc. We came to the conclusion that moving away and attending uni after summer will be safe and the right thing for me to do since I'll get a fresh start and new inputs, and we'll make sure I'll have a safety net to catch me once I get to the new city (eg., I'll start therapy at the new department as soon as possible after arriving to the new place, and I'll have weekly sessions). So I was feeling very hopeful and uplifted and relieved after the meeting. I felt there was no doubt about the future anymore, I felt they finally believed in me, I felt they finally believed I was able to do this. I felt I had made a decision together with the people around me that want to help me. The RIGHT decision.
But today, I was once again confronted with this "you're not strong enough"-thing. Specifically, I was told that I'm not stable enough to move away and start studying this year. It wasn't the people from my psychiatric team telling me this. After all, I'd convinced them that this was the best way to go. It was some idi*** from the commune/job center since I'm currently without a full time job and therefore have to attend courses at times. This time it's a course focused on physical exercise and nutrition/diet. You'll undergo a screening process led by a physiotherapist and a psychologist in order to check if there's anything physical preventing you from having a job/completing an education. During the course, you'll have to attend their fitness center and do certain exercise for a certain amount of time a certain times weekly. When I first talked to the physiotherapist I decided straight away that I don't like her because she only allowed me to do 20 min of exercise 2x weekly on the exercise bike due to my calorie intake being too low (currently in a phase where I highly restrict my daily calorie intake. That's how my BPD-related self harm manifests at the moment). Three days ago, I had an appointment with the psychologist in order for her to screen me. At the end of the conversation, she told me that in her opinion, I'm not stable enough to move away and attend uni at this point of time. But it didn't freak me out completely since I liked her better than the physiotherapist. But yesterday, I had to talk to the physiotherapist who told me she'd been talking to the psychologist about my situation and that I'm no longer allowed to do any exercise in their center. But I somehow accepted that since I can just exercise at home or go to the swimming pool myself. What freaked me out is what she said next. She said they had come to the conclusion that moving away and attending uni this year won't be the right thing for me. I'm not stable enough to do so, they say. She said they recommend I just find a job in the new city if I decide to move there anyway, and that I just take a year or two to settle down and get better and in order for all the new things to fall into place. Guess what, I've already taken one of those years. And they won't make me do it again. I can't take the thought of having to walk around yet another year searching for jobs that don't interest me, not getting any and therefore having to be followed up by communes and job centers. I want to do what interests me. Attend uni. Start studying. Move on.
They might as well say, "You're no strong enough. You won't make it. You wont make anything. You've got borderline, of course your not stable enough to do this". I just makes me so angry. And it makes me sad. They're making me feel I'm not stable enough to do what I've been planning to do and what I want, they make me feel I'm not strong enough to follow my goals/ambitions/dreams just because of my diagnoses. It seems that all they see is my diagnoses, they don't see me as a person actually being capable of doing things. For example, they don't acknowledge the fact that I made it all the way through high school despite not seeking professional help until halfway through high school although I've had my mental problems for as long as I remember. I did just as great as my non-mentally-disordered class mates, I never skipped a day due to feeling bad mentally, I got nice marks, I passed all my exams and I graduated. In fact, I believe that school was what kept me going. It was my anchor. I just knew I had to graduate, I knew I had to make it, I knew I couldn't just give up. I had something to fight for. Something to wake up to everyday. A reason to get out of bed, get dressed, get going. And studying is a great way of distracting myself. When it comes to school, I'm very passionate and hard-working. But most importantly, I like it. I like reading, I like writing, I like learning new things. I like to study, it motivates me. And I'm ready for this. I've been wanting to attend uni this year for such a long time now. I can't just wait another year. I can't just let this chance of getting a fresh start and new inputs in my life slip. But that's what they want me to. And actually, how can they KNOW that everything will be better in a year or two, or ten, for that sake? Funny how they seem so goddamn sure the whole world will have changed by next year. To be honest, I haven't gotten A LOT better since those 2,5 years ago when I started therapy. And if I'm supposed to wait until I'm better and until things have fallen into place, I might as well just sit back and watch the next 10 years of my life fly by without me moving forward. Is that what they want me to do? Damn I wish I could ask them right now. But it's Saturday and they're probably busy picnicing in the woods or climbing Mount Everest

Please, anyone out there, say you agree with me? Perhaps some of you out there have also been confronted with this "you're not stable enough"-thing? Perhaps you've also been told you're not strong enough to do certain things you wanted to do? But you did it anyway? Because it was your DREAM, your AMBITION, your GOAL? And you SUCCEEDED? You SHOWED them?
Love, cirkusrat.