So I’ve been diagnosed with BPD for the past year and a half and I’ve been scared to tell my mum, she’s a very foreign catholic old lady who doesn’t really believe in therapy or medicine

But today I told her all about my diagnosis and about starting therapy and it actually went well. She told me that if it helps me then she’s happy for me and that she’s quite proud of me for getting the help I need. She also wanted to know more about where it stemmed from etc. 

I thought I’d share this milestone as it’s been eating me alive hiding it away :)