Invisible Illnesses VI: Living with Borderline Personality Disorder
I spent most of my adolescence dipping into the puddle that was therapy in the Caribbean. I got to feel special, I got to be enigmatic. I was told I was simply just bright for my age, as though depression was the punishment for reading above my grade level. I was told I had mood swings, that I should be kinder to myself, that I … Continue reading Invisible Illnesses VI: Living with Borderline Personality Disorder