Flicks, I'm getting angrier with your H the more you post. Telling you that you are mad is not okay Seriously, you need to tell him to either expand his understanding of BPD, or leave you the hell alone whilst you're having an episode.
I haven't got any negatives to being diagnosed, to be honest. To me it was an answer, and an explanation as to why I do things that I don't want to be doing. The only possible 'problem' I'd say is dealing with physical health doctors when you have a mental health problem, but then if you have a history of mental health anyway, having an actual name to it won't make much difference. I've got very good at saying, "Yes I have BPD. Would you like my psychiatrists number? He'd be happy to reassure you I am perfectly coherent and capable of suffering from a physical condition alongside a mental one, as that appears to have slipped you by", if they get arsey Seems to do the trick. My overwhelming emotion when I was diagnosed was relief.
As for therapy - the right kind of therapy can do wonders. STEPPS as I've preached mentioned several times, DBT and also CAT can do wonders. However to access them, you will almost always need a diagnosis, so they kind of go hand in hand.
Grockle my love :( You don't need his negativity. You really don't. And you're not a 'psycho girlfriend' - he's hardly acting rationally, buggering off and leaving you with no idea what the hell is going on!! You are perfectly right to be flicking between being furious and being dreadfully upset, anyone would be. Protect yourself, darling. x
Today has been a good day. I met up with an old ex boyfriend that things ended badly with several years ago. Neither of us were in a good place mentally when we were together, it was always doomed. However... We started talking vaguely this time last year, then bumped into each other and realised we lived rather close, then at the end of last year, he got on the same bus as me home. He got engaged over Christmas which upset me slightly, but I am genuinely so thrilled for him, and it is wonderful to see him happier than (by his own admission) he has been in years. We talked about stuff, and also about the period in time when things went badly between and for us. It was a good discussion to have, one that was needed on both parts I think. He looked at me with a smile at one point, I asked him what, and he said, "You were always lovely. But, my dear, you have blossomed." There is no anger from either of us any more - we were both wrong, and we were both ill. And it felt so good to just sit and chat with him. Was also a test on my boundaries enforcement, and I think I handled it wonderfully well :)
Feeling proud of myself today, and generally positive. Finally starting to feel like I might actually get on top of my head, and never thought I would say that.