I have borderline personality disorder. with diagnosis.
I read it and relate to almost everything it says, but when someone asks me about it and I try to explain how it makes my life different from others and the hell I live with it doesn't come out.
I try and describe it and it almost sounds like im making excuses for myself and I end up pissing myself off 
I know how hard I find life and how unstable I feel most days. I was talking to my landlord the other day she said I was very laid back, down to earth and easy to talk to! im sitting in her office shaking like a leaf (although not visible) that ive ventured outside. then get home and the usual self talk on if I said something wrong? why did I say this or that? did I look weird, my face must of look ugly, will she be talking about me, do i need to punish myself later.... happens after everyone I speak to. even close friends I will text to ask if I stayed to long, did I moan too much, have I said anything to upset you, how can they be my friend and put up with me....
im so fucking angry. it gets to me that i cant explain myself. why i do things. why i don't learn from my mistakes. a neighbour once asked me about going to a community event - i mentioned i cant as i don't deal well with social gatherings, she asked what i meant and why. i said i have BPD, she asked what is that then? my reply was its mood disorder! sometimes i feel like i can talk to anyone other times i hate everyone. neighbours reply was '' don't we all feel like that''
in an instant i felt everything id done in the past and present was my own fault and im using BPD as an excuse to cover up my faults and fucked up behaviour. it made me doubt whether i was actually mentally ill? i get annoyed that what i explain is not even half as bad as what its like having bdp and i don't make it sound as bad as it is if that makes sense???
when i come onto mumsnet and see one who has bpd post a thread - they can describe exactly how i feel and i could have written their post but why cant i say it out in speech. its like my mind fogs and i cant put it into words.
i probably sound like an idiot writing this thread and pointless moaning wont even make sense to anyone!
i suppose part of me wants people (who ask) to know how fucking hard it is living with this shitty head and how i wish i could just be like them! normal. i don't want sympathy or ''you poor thing'' just understand but they cant if i cant tell them right.