To look at BPD is to confront who we are and who we have been. It is the displacement onto individuals of our collective fears about madness and losing control. It is the systematic blaming of women, ignoring of children, and obscuring of chronic abuse that people in power have long relied on to maintain their status. It is the pain inflicted by denying history, and it is the hope that can come from picking up the severed threads of the past and attempting to tie them back together.
