I had only one professional approach the idea that I MAY BE BORDERLINE in this last year, while I've been deeply invested in my healing journey from narcissistist abuse. I was *very* hesitant towards this... How could it be possible that I played a part in this? I am a survivor! I am not the problem! 

Fast forward almost a year to date, my new therapist that I have been seeing for only about a month gave me her diagnosis. I've been in such a crisis state up to a couple months ago, that diagnosises from professionals were hardy thorough. They were more of a quick assessment of my current state at that time. The last couple weeks she explained what she assessed should be my treatment plan. I was thrilled... Freakin' thrilled. Someone was finally listening! I was being heard! Yes!!! This is what I need, and have been trying to communicate! Grateful, to say the very least. Today, she cautioned me into going over the diagnosis that she has assessed from the cumulative records - BPD. My face! I was like... Uh? What? But BPD, yes, looking back... I think that's fair, and accurate. I think that I'm on board with this. My treatment plan is exactly what I need, and being unwilling to truly accept a diagnosis is going on only stand in my way. This isn't a life sentence. I have already come *so* far.