I just couldn't bring myself to accept that I had this illness...something that I would carry with me for the rest of my life, much like a diabetic carries his/her illness with them. I frequently stopped taking meds and quit seeing therapists. I felt better, I would say. Or...nothing was working right anyway, I argued.
I'm not sick....I'm just lazy, or stupid, or confused. I need a push in the right direction, I need to get off my butt and just do it.....all excuses that I, along with many others, threw at me daily.
But I am sick. And this disorder affects every area of my life. I realize that now. And I understand that to truly overcome it, I have to own it, rather than let it own me.
I hope to make new friends with this community. I hope to create a feeling of security for anyone who visits here. I hope to provide encouragement, advice, hope, and some very good resources for anyone wanting to learn to overcome their illness, or just learn how to live with someone else who is sick.
I have an Associate's Degree in Psychology, and study everything I can on my own, as well. I am currently taking classes at the Art Institute Online, to earn a diploma in Digital Design. Before all that I worked for many years in the day care business as Lead Teacher and Assistant Teacher.
So come on...don't be shy. Leave a comment, join, and introduce yourself.
I want to welcome all who come here. I am struggling to cope with Borderline Personality Disorder. I was diagnosed 6 years ago, along with post traumatic stress disorder, but it is the bpd that I have worked hardest to refute.