I was recently diagnosed with BPD. On one hand I'm happy to know the name of this particular beast. In this sense, I'm relieved to have a framework to understand what's going on with me so that I can know how best to care for myself and work on the problems I'm experiencing. The title doesn't change how I've been feeling and acting for a long time - I've done what I've done, and I can only move forward. I shouldn't care. 

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But on the other hand...I am just gutted by this. I spent time working in psychiatry, and the things that I've heard doctors and fellow nurses say about BPD and those with a diagnosis keep coming back to haunt me. I know I can be an exhausting person, but the way BPD can be portrayed and described...am I really that shitty to be around? 

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How did all of you come to terms with your diagnosis? 