Maybe it's the BPD, maybe it's from the agoraphobia, or maybe it's just me, but I definitely feel like life is passing me by. I feel like I missed a decade. Technically I did because I locked myself in my house. All my doctors are my age! What happened to the older doctors? And here are these people my age, working, being successful, having friends, having a family. And I have nothing to show for my years. I'm 10 years behind everyone. I keep thinking when does my life get to start? I know I'm going forward, at a snails pace though. I'm trying.

When I complain about such things I'm always told that people have different experiences and circumstances. I then ask why did this have to happen to me. Of course I'm told not to go down that spiral.

But I do feel lonely and lile I don't fit in. In my group therapy, the T divided the group by age. I was in the middle. I got put with the older people. They have lives! I do not. That jave family, friends, education, hobbies, etc. They actually live a good life (not saying they don't struggle with real issues). Before the group was split, I at least found commonality with the teens/20yr olds. I guess it makes sense because I feel behind. But they were starting their lives. And even they had good lives too! And here I am, stuck.

I'll stop. Just wanted to say I can relate.