I must admit, I loved (it fit just right, like the 3 bears ) the label, because not only did it fit, I felt validated!! For once!

Knowing what was going on negated all the times my family neglected me by not providing emotional & intellectual support. They de-valued virtually every single thing that was important to me. They told me I would be a complete failure in life (if I didn't do what they wanted), and ganged up on me.

I felt empowered with my Dx.

One of my family members even tried to throw it in my face (I trusted that person and shouldn't have), and I replied, "Thank you. Thank you for finally showing your true colors. Finally. no more backstabbing". And I walked away.

I guess what I am trying to say is: although it's hard, and I suffer at times and have to work really, really hard to overcome a lot (lots of small and big traumas), have setbacks and feel really sad, it was empowering to me. No one can hurt me ever again. Not like they did.