I was in the hospital for the second time in less than a year, and after learning what triggered my stay the second time, my hospital psychiatrist told me firmly that he thought I had BPD. It wasn't the wishy-washy type of think either. More like "know, but can't actually diagnose you" kind of deal.

As soon as I got out I went online to find out more about BPD and reading the diagnostic criteria from the DSM there were just lights going off. I was scared at first because I'd taken abnormal psych in college ("textbook/stereotypical" BPD was what we watched a video on, and that's not how my BPD manifests itself), and the criteria sounded scary to me anyway. After talking with my therapist though we decided that I fit the DSM criteria. I've been trying to accept my diagnosis ever since. I pretty much there. I just sometimes don't want to admit to myself that it's essentially an illness to think the way I do.