I’ve been dealing with bpd for most of my life, and have had some serious struggles because of it. I’m to a point where the stigma and unrelenting barrage of negativity is making this not worth it anymore. I’ve been painted as a horrible person in multiple relationships because I cannot control my emotions effectively and I am realizing I never will. After this last round, I lost my apartment, my job, and had to move back in with my mom and haven’t left my house since February. I’ve been in and out of hospitalization and therapy many times and have been consistent with my meds, But being happy or even content isn’t possible for someone like me. I’m ready to give up because this is not anyway to live.