People with mental illnesses, when did you finally admit to yourself that something was wrong?

When I realized that I was in a very bad situation (recent traumatic experience, nearly homeless, failing school, poor familiar support) and it turned out none of my friends were good friends who were going to be there for me, and that that was 100% my own fault for choosing people who didn't treat me right to fill my life. I got therapy so that I stopped attracting the wrong people and doing the wrong things in already bad situations, and I started being pickier about who I kept close and more mindful of my own reactions.

I had two years of remission if you can call it that, symptom free of BPD. I'm slipping up now but I've got a good team behind me and the climb is less scary this time. I no longer want to play the victim in my life, bad things happen but that's all it is now. I've got the skills and support to be ok.

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