Invisible Illness
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Invisible Illness

What a Toxic Environment Has to Do With BPD

It’s like being a rose that grew from concrete

Photo by Edward Howell from Unsplash

One day in 2007, at a clinic in north London I was diagnosed with BPD.

My first feeling was gratitude: Finally, finally, after all this time, I had a name for this soul-devouring sickness which had eaten away the last decade of my life.

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KevinRedmayne

KevinRedmayne

Freelance journalist writing on mental health and disability. Words have the power to shine a light on realities otherwise missed.

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