Someone in my mother's group was talking about their crazy MIL. They slapped her with a BPD diagnosis (which sounds correct with what she was saying) and called her crazy. Everyone else joined in saying her MIL's text of crying for help (sounded very suicidal) was just manipulative and to ignore her. I'm the only one with BPD in that group and it hurt to see how everyone was calling people with BPD horrible. 
So I went in there and nicely told them how bpd  feels and yes, there are shitty people, but not to just demonize anyone with BPD. She had a great conversation with me, asked for some advice, and thanked me for actually shedding some light on the ways of bpd thinking. I even gave her some tips to create healthy boundaries. 
It made me feel good to help in a way. Just the little things here and there, I guess. 
