Today I got some unexpected bad news, which would’ve sent me spiralling into a depressive episode about a year ago. Today I had maybe 3 hours where I cried and thought about suicide and felt sorry for myself but then I just…. Got on with my day???? And I’m literally fine now???? Being in recovery from BPD is so strange, after years of adolescent psych ward admissions and general BPD shit I genuinely shock myself when I manage to function like a normal human being 😭 does anyone else get this feeling?