you find the strength to confide in someone that you suffer from bpd and they don't take it seriously? And if so, how did you deal with that?
My therapist and I recently told my mom that I was diagnosed while being in treatment for my eating disorder. It took a lot for me to open up about and she responded with "that's not a real thing." "youre being over dramatic." My blood was boiling with how insensitive she was being. I know that she is uneducated with the illness and in no way am I looking for sympathy but it killed me. It made me feel like a piece of crap that was completely insane and that I was blowing things out of proportion. It makes me not want to confide in her with anything...anyone else experienced this?