Borderline Personality Disorder......
This is another of my diagnosis. It absolutely screws with your head....one minute you're fine and dandy, then the next you're unable to even function to get milk out of the fridge. I believe I've always struggled with this but wasn't diagnosed properly until a year ago today. Today marks the anniversary of the day I was first detained into an acute mental health unit. Nothing to be proud of I know, and certainly nothing I want to repeat.
This last year has been the worst of my mental health yet, or so I believe. I guess I've always had real lows but the plans to take my life started last year. I suppose I can be honest about it as I want to help people. I'm not saying it for attention or to get a reaction, but I believe it can make me a better person by sharing and trying to move on.
I remember both times I left my home with members of the crisis team I had got to the stage where I literally couldn't even feed the kids without getting confused. I'd be going out in the car and not knowing where I was going or what to do. It was hell!
It's a daily struggle with everything I'm battling and I'm so so happy to be pregnant again but in another way it's another struggle on top of the shit that's already there. I'm not sure how I'm going to cope and it's something nobody can predict. That's the nature of the illness and I guess It's something I need to accept.....It is what it is one of my nurses tells me. Easier said than done.
This is another of my diagnosis. It absolutely screws with your head....one minute you're fine and dandy, then the next you're unable to even function to get milk out of the fridge. I believe I've always struggled with this but wasn't diagnosed properly until a year ago today. Today marks the anniversary of the day I was first detained into an acute mental health unit. Nothing to be proud of I know, and certainly nothing I want to repeat.
This last year has been the worst of my mental health yet, or so I believe. I guess I've always had real lows but the plans to take my life started last year. I suppose I can be honest about it as I want to help people. I'm not saying it for attention or to get a reaction, but I believe it can make me a better person by sharing and trying to move on.
I remember both times I left my home with members of the crisis team I had got to the stage where I literally couldn't even feed the kids without getting confused. I'd be going out in the car and not knowing where I was going or what to do. It was hell!
It's a daily struggle with everything I'm battling and I'm so so happy to be pregnant again but in another way it's another struggle on top of the shit that's already there. I'm not sure how I'm going to cope and it's something nobody can predict. That's the nature of the illness and I guess It's something I need to accept.....It is what it is one of my nurses tells me. Easier said than done.
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