The thing about my BPD was that despite having so many bad moments, unstable emotions, sudden anger, unstable relationships, and ect. When things got good and I was stable then I would completely feel silly for considering therapy/psych help in the first place. So I would put it off for so long until it got bad again. It wasn't until my last suicide attempt and then constant mood swings throughout the week and then finally a push from my mother that I finally seeked help. It was great because before it, I had no idea why I was like this and now I can actually work on it and explain my actions.

Was it hard for anyone else to seek help because of their ups? What finally made you find someone and seek help?