i remember not knowing what bpd was at all and all of a sudden i remembered that earlier i'd labelled my own issue as "not having matching love languages with anyone" and its weird to think about how self aware i was despite not being self aware at all because i could recognise something wasnt adding up and that i was the variable but its hard to recognise your own needs and cravings as toxic sometimes lmao. also on a tangent i think a large part of this is bec of media that makes those needs appear normal and extremely codependent relationships as something to aspire for