Anybody else feel like they have no idea who they are? I feel like my whole identity is a trauma response. I feel like my mental illness is my entire life. I know that BPD is a personality disorder and personality is in the name so I shouldn't be surprised but it's still so hard.

How am I supposed to make friends if I don't even know who I am? How am I supposed to make genuine connections? How am I supposed to love and care for myself if I don't know who I am?

How do I even figure out who I am? Do I just wake up one day and know? Will I ever know or will I always just be stuck wondering, wishing I had a sense of self? When will i identify with the person in the mirror?

I look in the mirror and I just see another unfamiliar face staring back at me. I feel trapped within my own mind without a body. When do I become a whole person again? Was I ever even a whole person to begin with? Even these feelings are just another byproduct of the disorder. When will the cycle end?