[Don't] Call Me Crazy: 33 Voices Start the Conversation about Mental Health

by Kelly Jensen

with the ever-present impostor syndrome, fed into what I’ve been good at doing for so long: treating myself like shit. My BPD diagnosis verified all my suspicions that I was a selfish, vile person. I began overanalyzing every single action I took and every single thought I had. This was my way of making sense of what I could. What hurt so much about BPD is that the diagnosis referred to my entire personality. I felt like it encompassed everything about me and should have been something I could control.