i‘m currently in the process of getting diagnosed with quiet bpd. from the outside that must seem absurd because i‘m able to hold it back for most of the time. but inside my head it‘s literally hell. sometimes i can‘t help but imagine how i‘ll have one big breakdown some day so other people will finally recognise the pain i‘m going through. that won‘t happen i know because i physically can‘t open up but omg it feels like drowning inside my own body.