Borderline Personality Support Group

((Porch)), I totally agree that give what we deal with on a daily basis, we are AMAZING and STRONG . It is hard to remember that, let alone convince others...

Good: Went out to the Goodwill and grocery. Survived a stressful busride home.

Bad: Really not feeling good at all. Feel utterly powerless in my goal of trying to educate ppl on bpd and decrease stigma. Those that have their beliefs really stick to them, it seems.

Glenn Close now advocates for people with mental illness. I just saw her ad on tv for the first time, with people wearing a diagnosis on t-shirts. Alas, no bpd.

I feel like bpd is one of the most stigmatized mental illnesses out there, especially among the educated population, it's horrible. I remember learning about it in school, when they thought I had bipolar, and it was not positive at all. Did you know that Princess Diana had bpd? Also probably Hitler and Gadhafi, but it wasn't the bpd that made them such awful people, of course.

Good: AMAZING apt with my t. Looking forward to our sessions together. She is very positive and is really helping me to see that life can be handled. Just hope this feeling lasts!! It was nice to go home and tell my parents that I've improved in these ways......... It was a very positive dinner. And a book came that my t says will help my mom deal with some of the issues.

Bad: not too much at this point, the weather was annoying today, and I am exhausted. But very proud of myself.

Have a great day tomorrow, all you Americans! From what I remember from a couple visits as a kid, it's just as much a party for you guys as July 1 is for us Canadians! Enjoy

I agree with you about bpd being such a stigmatizing diagnosis. I have had mental health professionals in my area treat me poorly and not want to be my counselor because of the diagnosis without getting to know me as a person. I read a article today by a therapist who was stating that people with bpd get treated as second class citizens in the mental health field. It is a big part of the reason I am here trying to find support and wisdom.

This is my first day on the site and my first response to anyone! I'm SOOO happy for you that you found what sounds like a great therapist who is willing to help you!!!!

Good luck!!!

moodyB

good: going to see fireworks tonight with friends.. gonna fight the urge to run away from the crowds (i feel really freaky around lots of people)

bad: got an infected tooth that's driving me insane

Marilyn Monroe, too (though BPD didn't 'exist' then). I can sure relate to feeling like a "Candle in the Wind." Btw, bpd is the most stigmatizing diagnosis (well, maybe just behind being a sociopath). Not only are we sometimes seen as crazy, some people think/view us as bad .

Good: My parents love me.

Bad: My t didn't call on her last day before her vacation. She'd said she'd "do her best." I won't see her for three weeks, at least.

Post edited by: petirrojo, at: 07/04/2012 05:06 PM

Good: my t agrees that the hospitals have mistreated and "failed me." I really needed that kind of validation from a professional.

Bad: very tired physically and emotionally. Have been having a lot of suicidal thoughts.

Scared and lonely. This diagnosis.

Good: I worked 4 hours, and went without a nap, for two days in a row, to help see if I can sleep better at night.

Bad: Am soo overwhelmed right now. I just found out I have to be working full time for a full three months before benefits kick in, and my price for my meds insurance went from 400 a year to 640 a year, and now I'm making less than half of what I was before, not to mention the meds that aren't covered. I had thought that as long as I was working at the three month mark full time, my benefits would kick in then. I completely lost it when I found out. I also told my mom that I hate when she keeps calling me "sick", like I have some sort of disease. I told her it made me feel like a pedophile, probably not the nicest comparison, but it brought my point through. So hopefully she'll stop saying "you're sick!!" all the time, when I talk about my feelings. I know she's trying to separate me from the disorder, but it still hurts.

Also, this eating disorder is kicking my butt, and I'm so tired and exhausted by the time the day's done, but I can't tell my parents or counselor because they'll just say "eat more" which doesn't work for me. I dont' know what to do. I feel like I'm under pressure to get working full time now, and it's making me so scared and overwhelmed and anxious.

Hi peeps,

Good: Had a nice outing this morning. Strolled around listening to my ipod before picking up two books frm the library. Burst out laughng in the library and on the bus home reading some of "Thank You Notes" by Jimmy Fallon. I don't laugh nearly enough.

Bad: I don't know if my t is even out of town yet but it will be a total of three weeks in between sessions and I am basically freaking about that. I have probably spent too much money lately on not quite necessary things...(but it's been kinda fun).

Petirrojo, I hope things are okay for you for the three weeks! Just remember your dbt skills, I've heard from someone that they help

Good: Went to work this morning even though I really wanted to stay in bed and sleep. Also went to my counseling apt even though I was afraid she'd blame me for my energy issues, which she didn't. We decided to compromise and each try and practice radical acceptance with some things.

Bad: Horrible day, I'm so tired, and keep having dreams where people yell at me all night. They feel real and I wake up tense and exhausted. It's been almost 7 months of this, almost every night. I'm so tired I feel dissasociate from everything, like I'm in my own little planet. I'm going to try and force myself through the four hours of work tomorrow morning, and then I'm going to let myself sleep all afternoon. I took a "break" two hours into work today, and called everyone in my family. The only one home was my sister, who has ahard time comforting me when I'm freaking out because she can only see the rational side of things. I got back to work and couldn't stop crying, so my dad let me go home early. I've lost that energy/drive to keep going on, but I know I'm not suicidal, I just want to sleep to escape everything.

good: got a new kitten...she's all white except for the patches of light brown on her ears, nose, and tail... she's called Luna.

bad: my 5 year old kitty/familiar demia died today... feels like a piece of my soul is missing.