I’ve found sexist myths and fetishes surrounding people with borderline personality disorder are pervasive — and hurtful.
Health and wellness touch each of us differently. This is one person’s story.
Since I was 14 years old, the words “monitor for a personality or mood disorder” were written in bold in my medical charts.
Today is the day, I thought on my 18th birthday. As a legal adult, I’d finally get my official mental health diagnosis after years of being shipped from one mental health treatment program to the next.
In my therapist’s office, she explained, “Kyli, you have a mental health issue that’s called borderline personality disorder.”