My Bpd Storyi was diagnosed several years ago, however, i didn't start getting treatment until about a year ago. my relationships were sucking. i had the typical "i hate you, don't leave me" attitude, everything in my life was a black or white issue, just because i had a feeling about something, that feeling made it true for me, etc.
my childhood sucked big time. i didn't feel important. i felt like it was my duty, my obligation to take care of my mom and not worry about the things that i needed. i had to deal with a lot of horrible and tragic things at a very young age. i suffer from PTSD because of it.
then i met my partner. we've been together for nearly 7yrs. she helped in me realizing i needed help with my life and how i was dealing with it. we first started with couple's counseling and then i decided that it was ok to admit i needed one on one counseling for my issues. i've been in weekly therapy now for a year and i have a wonderful and dedicated psychiatrist, who is helping me to learn the tools i need to make the changes i want.