The most frustrating thing about having borderline personality disorder to me is the inability to explain it to my loved ones. I can tell them what to anticipate, but without actually seeing it happen while explaining it, it's hard for others to understand. It's hard to articulate my feelings when I just want to scream. People just look confused when its happening (rightfully so) and I don't know how to explain that not every meltdown is a crisis. Calling 911 isn't the answer; being a friend and showing genuine empathy is.