I'm another that didn't know about BPD till I was diagnosed. Basically I had been discharged from the hospital and the T I was seeing decided I shouldn't see her anymore because we were too close (she had been an employee at my school before so I had known her for a long time) and she didn't think she could keep it professional and not on a friendship level. Both bawled. But she dropped the BPD bomb on me that day. It was horrible trying to cope with saying goodbye to someone I trusted and the bomb shell of this diagnosis. Didn't go too well...I found out afterwards that others already knew. About a month later I was hospitalized again for an attempt because the new T was useless and hadn't a clue of how to help me.