i’ve been working on finding the positives instead of holding on to the negatives for the past year and i think my best realization about bpd is that even though the lows are so excruciatingly painful and low, at the same time the highs are something to be grateful for. when I’m happy I’m not just happy, I’m radiating sunshine and joy. when I’m excited im not just giddy, it’s as if every atom in my body is vibrating and lifting me up higher and higher. when i love someone i love so deeply and intensely. we feel things on such a deeper than other people and while that can hurt like hell, it can also be a gift when applied to the positive feelings, i think.