Step one: Breathe

Starting a blog has never been a plan of mine. Who would want to know what I am thinking? The answer is probably a lower number then I think, and that number is about 3 or 4 people. And one is my mother. So why am I doing this? I believe that everyone has a story, and a reason for being on this earth and while I search for my purpose I would like to have others inputs. Strangers would be preferred because if you know me then you have a very strong opinion of me. I have been put into many categories over my life; troublemaker, ditzy, slacker, attention whore, crybaby. I can be one or all of these things but I am always one thing: a survivor. 

It was September when I heard something I never thought I would hear; you have a personality disorder. "Its nothing too serious." That's what Shelly, my therapist told me. Right after that I scoured the internet for all of the information on Borderline Personality Disorder. BPD LINKOne thing really stuck out at me, a majority of the comments on the internet is people saying there is no such thing. That people who say they have BPD are attention seekers and that this is a way to make their families feel badly. Now, I know that people on the internet can be dicks. Actually, without a face that can be punched, people of the internet say the most horrible things. If I could not have these horrible mood swings, the crippling depression, and separation anxiety that hurts those around me I would give it up in a moment. Unfortunately I can't. So I do the only thing I can do for the moment. Breathe.