How could this have happened to me? For twenty years I worked hard to better the lives of people with mental health issues. Although I myself suffered from bipolar I accomplished much. Life was hard, but good. And then, a couple of years ago I came down with the worst and most misunderstood mental illness of all – BPD. Despite the good I did, I lost friends, am stigmatized, avoided. Made to feel shame.

Lord, how can I withstand the pain that is forever with me? I don’t want to live like this.