Hiya reddit. I’m a 28F and was recently diagnosed with BPD after a breakup led me to a fit of rage in which I punched a doorway and broke my hand. 

I can’t even begin to express my gratitude for finding this community. There are some struggles, like favorite person obsessions and extreme romantic fantasies, that made me feel so alienated and broken and weird. I also find it amazing how we all seem to write and compose our thoughts similarly. I bet we share a lot of the same gifts as well as challenges. 

I’m posting today because I’m at the stage in diagnosis where I’m feeling hopeless. I’m currently single, unemployed, slowly chipping away at my graduate degree and raising a beautiful 3yo daughter while I attempt to get my shit together. Now that I’m acknowledging my disorder, it feels like this insurmountable obstacle. I need some encouragement. Is anyone out there doing alright? Happily partnered? Made it through grad school? Kicking it unmedicated? Raising kiddos successfully? 

Please share your wins... I need to see them. I’m starting to feel like this BPD situation is going to keep taking everything from me and I’m terrified of treading in place until I die.