I was diagnosed at 14 because I had all 9 symptoms or showings of BPD, well lets jumps to the present. im 16 and turning 17 in June. I got out of a residential treatment to help me deal with my PTSD and self harm, once I got home, things went to shit. My parents gave me free range. I spent most my time with my Boyfriend. My mom started ignoring me because my school called her telling her that I cut myself. My dads excuse was her medication change. (That wouldn't have been exeptable for me to use) So a couple days ago in the morning at school I had a seizure and My mom and dad came in with the Medics and my  mom was all like were here with you, a couple hours later she leaves me, alone in the with my dad who is completely ignoring me, i do a piss test and the doc tell my dad that i got weed in my system, and he blws the fuck up in my face and cops show up and he tells me im not coming home, any way. moral of the story. I back in fucking foster care. MY old mom who was my aunt promised me I would never go back. I don't know where my life is going. Ever since they diognosed me my life has been shit, ive been treated like im 12. I hate my life. Im going to die young and I know it.