What a year it’s been! I’ve worked hard to stop the toxic traits. I’ve worked hard at bettering myself. I’ve worked hard on being less vulnerable and more powerful. I’ve worked hard to stabilize my relationships. I’ve worked hard to be better. 

When I was first diagnosed, I wanted to crawl in a hole and sob. I wanted to give up on myself and just see that I’m never going to get better. I’ve had many ups and many downs. But I never gave up. 

My next year I’m dedicating it to finishing things and sticking to them. I’ve gone to the gym a LOT this year, but never consistently. I’m going to be more social and not in the bars. I’m going to stop making excuses for my behavior (I’m allowed to have this explosive reaction, because of my BPD, type of thing) and I’m going to see the bigger picture. 

I didn’t think I could get better or be better, but here I am. I’m overcoming this with time, some patience, and consistency, so I can be happy and it be genuine! 


I hope you all can find this encouraging and see that there is hope! I wish you guys could see how down the downs were prior to being diagnosed. Or even know the half of it. 💚💚