6 weeks later. I don't know if it will heal, or if I will. The emotional blow of this injury is taking its toll. Sometimes it feels like no one believes me, and that I should shut up and put my head down because that's the best way for others to deal with it, to deal with me.

In my perspective, no one says things I understand. And the opposite is true or the other person doesn't know what to say.

Why do I feel so different? Do I actually have borderline? I feel alone. I hate my job. I can't physically do the things I love and it's eating at me.

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