The Meltdown has begun. I lost my cool yet again. I want a break from everything and everybody.
Just where is that escape hatch when I really need one.
It has not been very easy living with someone who has BPD . And its even more hard to live with people who care little about it. Sometimes I feel I'm the only one alarmed at certain behaviors. Sometimes I get the "you-are-overreacting' response. Sometimes I feel I'm an outsider and I don't belong in this home,
I got to quickly find a good Jar to drop my happy moments in. And that gratitude diary is needed in urgency.