I do some volunteering at a charity, and this guy who's a care worker occasionally comes in. I've always thought he was cute but too scared to approach him. Before christmas he smiled at me and said "have a nice Christmas and new year!" 

I finally saw him again yesterday and he made conversation a bit asking if I had a nice Christmas and New year which was really sweet. So when I had some free time I approached him and started a general conversation. He seemed really engaged in it. We only spoke for maybe 15 minutes but we finally learned each other's names. Where we grew up. Spoke a bit about travelling and mental health and school. It was just a really nice chat. 

I'm just so proud of myself. I was once this insecure terrified girl, and now I feel like I'm growing into a strong capable woman and finally feel happiness again after so many years of numbness and crisis. I'm finally enjoying life day to day. I'm finally accepting the extreme moods, but they go more towards feeling happiness on a new level again. BPD may make us feel weak sometimes, but actually it gives us so much love and care to share with the world.