My some miracle, I guess you could say I caught it myself. When I was about 15, I was given a slew of diagnoses after being hospitalized for a suicide attempt. At the time, I accepted the diagnosis and treatment, leading to a lot of progress that ultimately saved my life and allowed me to be discharged from treatment. I trusted in my treatment, but never really felt connected to any of the diagnoses. Everything was cool for a while until right around the time turned 18 (this year). Things started to go downhill again recently, but I convinced myself it was just a rough patch. Like lots of people, I am guilty of being easily sucked into the rabbit hole of YouTube which caused me to stumble upon a very long vlog type video detailing the different realms of personality disorders. I clicked on it purely out of curiosity, but by the end of the BPD segment I was in tears. It described my feelings and behaviors better than I could have ever described myself - things I hadn't even realized were abnormal. For just a second I felt relieved that I finally had the tools to vocalize my feelings (and my lack of control over them). Then, I panicked and obsessively researched everything I could. This led me to reddit and the BPD sub! Reading through everyone's posts, I had never in my life felt more understood and connected to the experiences of others. That's when I really panicked and realized I needed more help than I thought. So, last week, I had my intake and will be picking up treatment again moving forward!