Living with BPD is literally, what it sounds like- A borderline between the good and bad of the world. Constantly living with the unknown, nothing except uncertainty is, guaranteed. I did not choose this. BPD, along with PTSD, MDD, struggles with self-control over medicating and alcohol abuse-consequences of a turbulent upbringing such as my own. My two beautiful daughters seem to be the only thing I can stand. This is my story of trying to find peace in the sensitive balance, my life.
Friday, December 31, 2010
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