This morning I read a quote which kinda made me giggle and I hope you will understand why too.
Life only begins at the end of our comfort zone
If that is the case, I am alive and kicking. This quote actually made me think about what was my comfort zone and did I actually have one. It seems to me that BPD is always throwing me back and forth outside of a somewhat comfort zone. Do you feel the same way?
I feel that my life is often driven by an asynchronous pendulum. Sure medication helps shorten it’s range but it is still swinging. So now I have to wonder, is that my comfort zone? Because one thing is for sure, in most cases, it doesn’t feel that comfortable.
Don’t you wish you could stop this pendulum right in the middle? When I first got onto medication, I thought it was going to do just that for me! Silly me! Now I know better!
When you have a kid they give you an ‘instruction manual’ coming out of the hospital. Why not doing the same for mental illnesses? Instead, all I got was a prescription and a pad on the back. Having concise information about BPD would have probably help me find a bit of that comfort zone.