
I will get thru this. Not only that but I will go beyond this. 
I will function just enough to save my relationship. 
I will function well enough to begin a career...

And then I will start a non profit and help low income people diagnosed with bpd (like me) get the help they need. 
Specifically I will help people who have not been able to afford the type of expensive treatment that actually works. 

My career won’t be in the mental health field tho, it will be in the environment as I originally planned...

But as its supposed to be comforting to know I’m not the only one who feels like this, for me, its disgusting. Its disgusting that these feelings that are too intense to describe in words are felt by millions of people who are not privileged enough to afford the treatment that actually works. 

It fucking pisses me off. I hate this. I hate that other people feel like this. That they feel alone and that no one can or is willing to help them. Unless they have the dollar, and even then..

Fuck this “illness” and fuck anyone who tells me and everyone else who is utterly suffering that they’re just not trying hard enough.