Hello. My name is Violet, and I have BPD.

I'm writing this blog mostly for myself. I feel that somehow telling someone other than the pages in my journal might feel a little better sometimes. And to see if anyone one out there who happens to stumble upon this has a reaction or maybe it will help both of us to know/talk to someone else going through all of it. The 'it' of course being Borderline Personality Disorder(BPD). I don't know if anyone will care to read or have any interest in my story, but I figure it can't hurt. I'm also probably going to add things completely unrelated because my whole life isn't about BPD. As the saying goes, BPD isn't me, I have BPD.

I'm going to call myself Violet although that is not my real name. I'm also going to give anyone I mention an alias. I'm 19 years old right now, female (if you couldn't tell from my alias), living in New York and I'm not the best speller. I have BPD as I've said and also have depression and anxiety which are tag alongs to it. I'm currently struggling with what normally comes with being a 19 year old girl going to college and the realization of how intensely BPD has affected me and my life. Much more than I ever realized, which is so surprising to me now that I look back on so many of my actions, thoughts and emotions.