I was doing so well. I haven't had a break in almost two years. Now I feel like I'm trapped in a deep, dark forest and I can't find the path back to the sun filled meadow and it's killing me and it's straining my family. I am so afraid that my 3 1/2 year old daughter is just like me and that my continued outbursts and attempts to control her actions to reduce me being triggered will result in her having BPD. I've committed to getting professional help, but it's Sunday. I just need to make it through today without my wife and my daughter leaving me.