Realizing that I am Borderline and finding my diagnosis came with relief — I finally had a name for all these things I’d been experiencing — but also fear — that I could never be better than the narcissist who raised me. The difference between us? I’m willing to be held accountable for my actions, and I recognize the distinction between an explanation and an excuse.
Why Cluster B Shaming Needs To Stop
Cody Lazri

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