June 11, 2011


I had my last therapy session yesterday. I walked in knowing I had nothing to say to my therapist, and when she asked me what had been happening I said "Nothing at all, really." She asked me what I wanted to do, and I said that I didn't think I needed another appointment. She smiled, agreed with me and told me she hoped I was proud of me, because I should be proud of me.

Something interesting that we did talk about was my diagnosis. I was diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder four years ago. My therapist told me yesterday that if I were to go through that process again, it would be a lot harder to get that diagnosis, because I have my disorder controlled to such a point that although I still have the traits of BPD, it would take a lot longer than one session and a lot deeper digging to diagnose me. I have my disorder under control. It makes me grin every time I think those words.

Who ever said that mental illness can't be treated? :)


  1. Wow, I wish my therapist/ doc would say that to me!! Very happy for you :)

    Oh, and yep I am new to your blog, but identifying with it already. Thank you for sharing.

  2. Hi bluebird! I'm glad you're enjoying my blog so far. :) It has taken 4 years in therapy for me to get to this point, so stick with it!

  3. Yay! That is such an awesome achievement. Be proud of yourself for having come so far :D