All the fucking time. If I tell my mother that locking the door twice takes me forever to unlock and it gives me a lot of anxiety for no good fucking reason,she won't care,but if I tell her that I've missed my bus to work because of it,she finally will.

If I tell my friend that I stayed up until 2am thinking about how I feel that I'm faking every aspect of my life and self,they won't care,but I say that I stayed up till 4am and cried myself to sleep, they'll care.

If I tell my FP that I trashed my apartment out of fury for failing to achieve in my workplace,they won't care,but if I tell them that I punched the wall and broke my knuckles,they will.

Why can I not be taken seriously when I'm honest? Why do I have to embellish to get the SAME FUCKING POINT across?? Does anyone else get this? Is this a BPD thing??