For years, I avoided going home. The walls of my childhood house held too many echoes of misunderstanding and moments where I felt dismissed, unseen, or simply as “too much.” Maybe you can relate. My response was to avoid, distract, escape. I didn’t go home for...
On February 2nd, 2023, my aunt celebrated her 60th birthday. In the week leading up to her special day, I planned to make her a cherry pie. I found crust and filling recipes, made a shopping list, and braced myself for a trip to the grocery store on the morning of her...
I was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder at the start of lockdown, age 58 – so as you can imagine, by then I’d already lived a rather tumultuous life. Before the diagnosis I just thought I was bad at ‘doing life’ – it turns out my brain was the problem. I...
Warning: The following contains mentions of self-harm that may be triggering to some audiences. Self-harm is a difficult topic from any angle. It is baffling and uncomfortable for those who have never experienced it, and potentially triggering to those who have. So,...
Warning: The following contains mentions of self-harm that may be triggering to some audiences. At age fourteen—long before my borderline personality diagnosis (BPD)—I was diagnosed with anorexia. Looking back now, I see the eating disorder as an extension of the BPD....
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