One of the most difficult things to manage with BPD are random bad days. Those days when I get up and for no apparent reason, feel absolutely crushed. The Big D or Black Dog just sits there, and all I can think about is how and when to end it. Yeah. Those days are not… Read More Bad days
I read an article on “The Mighty” the other day about how people with BPD are “impolite”. ( https://themighty.com/2019/02/impolite-borderline-personality-disorder-bpd/?utm_source=newsletter_bpd&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=newsletter_bpd_2019-02-23). This got me thinking about my own behaviour and how it is often perceived as bad manners. So for you non-BPD sufferers out there, hopefully, this explains a little why we can seem to be rude,… Read More Bad manners and BPD
It’s time I gave myself a reboot. Not just getting back to taking care of my mental health, but taking care of my physical health too. It is all tied up, and I know it is something I should not ignore. So I recently put myself on a pre-diet diet, that is I started to… Read More Reboot
I am a woman today, even though I usually am. Today is different because I am consciously trying to be a woman. Not all women, but something that I’m generally not. Today I am trying to be a feminine woman. Today I am a woman, deliberately and with thought. Today my tangled, dimpled, jolly fatness… Read More Today I am a woman
Again. I had entirely forgotten that I had previously joined the library. I must have done so when I first moved here. It is quite possible as I moved here thinking I would work part time for myself, become an active member of the local community, have time for my creative pursuits. I think I… Read More Today I joined the library
I give myself permission to smile, to cry, to take the time to heal. I give myself permission to be … I am far from perfect, but I don’t need to be. It should not be you, or you, or you who tells me who to be, what to wear, to eat, to drink, how… Read More I give myself permission …
I’m wearing pearls today. I went out. Out further than I usually go, but not physically. Physically the distance was average, just once again to the next town. But mentally further, because I didn’t go alone. Today I went to a garden party in the rain. This I am sure is the first garden party… Read More Today I’m wearing pearls
Goth? Punk? All the colours of the rainbow? Which is more me? Who knows, that changes all the time, but yes, I am at it again. One of the many things health professionals don’t tell you or seem to notice is that many borderlines have this thing about drastically altering their appearance. Cutting our hair… Read More Goth, punk or rainbow me?