My therapist diagnosed me with BPD. I fit every criteria. I already have other medical conditions. The thought of having something else “wrong” with me really scared me. I shut her out and stopped taking meds. This is also due to the fact she was leaving the practice. I now realize she was my favorite person, and my fear of losing her expedited our end. I obviously regret this and wish I would have just been honest with her and my myself from the beginning. She cared about me, and me simply saying i’m overwhelmed right now could’ve changed everything. I used to shutdown and avoid when I was afraid. From now on i’m going to say how i feel in the moment. I’ve lost a lot this year but I’ve learned a lot about myself. Hopefully it pays off, I know It usually does. Maybe someone will relate and feel less alone.