I want you to think… I want you to ask the right questions I want you to choose! My being bpd helps how? A. Prevent traffic on streets by staying home 🙂 B. Consume less food C. Crime statistics drop…we dont report them! D. We dont hurt anyone…coz we are busy hurting ourselves! E. We… Continue reading

You complain too much… Nothing can make you happy You can never be happy The mosquitos dont bite Be thankful you are not on the streets You would never be able to get a job Nobody wants to deal with a sick crazy person…thats why the cops were calles on you… You are sick woman….you… Continue reading

Why do i feel like i am cages…stuck…suffocating…cant breathe…am anxious everytime my girls step out alone in this country…i am scared….i dont think i will last like this… I am beyond my breaking point… I keep returning for my girls Today…i have made a decision to close my business. I have chosen me and my… Continue reading

Adopt me… Adopt a person Become their guardian angel Give unconditional love Dont break their trust Stay tuned in with them with your energy…give energy…its a good thing. Dont touch them….let them be free Help them find the gift they were born with. I will walk on fours…if you gimme love! Continue reading

I had a dream…. I travelled to the waters…and stood on the beach and watched the waves…watched them to see if they are crossing the safety lines…..saw the green trees in the background. I willed it to be safe… Because my daughter is coming there to play…she is smiling…. The ocean…the trees …the sand…the universe… Continue reading

….by now you have figured that i have 2 teenage daughters. They are good girls and had to mature early in life….watching their mom struggle in india and raise them. They have only me…their rock their mom …i am very important to them. They need me to watch over them for many more years. But… Continue reading

I am making amazing progress with my seeing my symptoms of BPD …seeing the triggers…questioning my actions… But… My depression gotten outta hand last xouple of weeks… because i started connecting dots…and a picture started to emerge…i see things clearly…factually…based on facts rather than feelings. I saw i was all alone with my 2 girls…trying… Continue reading

“The problem is not our differences, but our judgement of each other, and the indifference towards it. By pathologising, stigmatising and marginalising intense people, the world is sitting on a gold mine without knowing it, and we are being held back in progression as a collective. ” (quoting) I have lived with bpd for 50… Continue reading

Some memories some triggers A quiet storm….i feel inside I read yesterday….blogs of a few people…who are living and writing about how i feel….i can see a part of me in every writer…. The war has been waging for years now…..fathers loosing their daughters to unknown death…mothers suffering…teens craving love… Mental vs physical….mental Wins! I… Continue reading

I learnt the difference between the two words and also what they mean…since i did not know the meaning. I didnt realize it applied to me! Stigma is a noun. My conversation with my younger daughter (D) … Raina: : I am a stigma because i have BPD ..a illness. Dotty : what… what is… Continue reading