I accepted it by rolling out a red carpet for it in my mind. I was RELIEVED AND GLAD that I finally had a name for my unimaginable suffering, and that I was not alone in experiencing this illness (and others). It helped me understand the magnitude of my suffering. And, I was glad that there might potentially be a treatment option for me (nothing has worked, and nothing ever will).

BPD, Bipolar 2, GAD, MDD.