For the longest time I thought what I was going through was normal. I thought I was just being over dramatic and I was going through my teenage phase. But once I hit 21, my behavior didn't stop, so I knew I was somewhat emotionally immature.
I always knew something was wrong, but I didn't know what it was. Not depression, not bipolar. Not anxiety, but a similar combination of those. I finally saw a psychiatrist and was fully honest about my thoughts and behavior, and I asked what he thought could be the issue if there was any. And that's how I got diagnosed with BPD.
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