A girl was brought into the ER overnight due to concern for her welfare (lack of detail here out of respect for confidentiality), where I triaged her and received her into my care. In the moment I related to how she just laid there, curled up on the stretcher, seeming to be feeling everything all at once while also feeling nothing at all.

Physician speculated that this girl “probably has a crazy personality disorder, like borderline” and essentially concluded that those of us with BPD are terrible at heart and cannot be saved. 

Sir, the nurse whose assessments and care you just relied on to produce a probable medical diagnosis has a GREAT heart - and that’s because she fights the endless battle every day to be more than just her diagnosis. So you’re welcome. 