Ever since my boyfriend gave me the “I’m reaching my limit” talk, I’ve spent months drowning myself in DBT skills as if it were my second job to use them. It was stressful. I felt like I had a second job where I had to monitor myself 24/7. 

Well, despite my effort, life took a plunge down hill. Something bad happened that made me realize people around me can be just as bad as I am sometimes... and I just... stopped caring so much.

Some of the DBT skills stuck to me so I use those, but I haven’t bothered learning new skills in a month. I voice my opinions and feelings openly without over-analyzing them. I care about people’s opinions a lot less than before so I stopped mimicking them. My relationships and sense of self has stabilized a bit and it feels almost wrong.

Has anyone else had similar experiences?