Living with BPD
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I was diagnosed with BPD recently and also went through a rough breakup 5 months ago. This is the story about my life and what has led up to this moment in time. It will give you a better understanding of Borderline Personality Disorder and also a first hand account of what the childhood of someone diagnosed with it was like. My life is very rough but I'm getting into recovery at a young age, only 17.
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