We can be sensitive, attentive and emotionally intelligent, but also obsessive, jealous, paranoid, fearful and intense. We’re terrified of abandonment.
I’m on the up! It’s taken strength, determination, love for myself, and a certain popular figure who has made me smile. I’ve started to believe in myself.
Why are we so averse to the idea that mental illnesses are real illnesses that can be categorised, compartmentalised and managed just like any illness?
I’m no longer feel ashamed that I feel emotions, or for expressing them. The more I practise, the more I am able to experience letting go of the shame.
While people are supportive about my anxiety and bipolar, borderline carries stigma. It’s wrong that certain disorders are accepted and others are not.