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Stories written by carers and support workers who support someone with BPD.
2 stories
I spent the first three years of caring for my son — who has BPD — trying to fix it. I researched treatments, pushed for referrals, attended every family session I was invited to, read every book I could find. I was convinced that if I found the right combination of interventions, the right therapist, the right approach, I could solve this.
I have been my sister's primary carer for eleven years. She has BPD, and for most of that time, she has also had depression, an eating disorder history, and a complicated relationship with alcohol. I am not writing this to catalogue her difficulties. I am writing it because I want to be honest about what sustained care actually looks like from the inside, in a way that the official literature rarely is.