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Entering a New Relationship With My Mental Health Baggage
I felt like a disease
I am many things. I am the youngest daughter of three girls. I am a writer, a reader, and a dog lover. I am a Scorpio with a Pisces moon and Virgo rising (analse away). I am someone who has experienced a lot of grief despite being only twenty-eight. I am someone living with mental illness, and I will most likely always be that way. Each of these things impacts my daily life, even the astrology if the internet is to be believed. Each of these things is something I bring into each new relationship, whether I want to or not.
Whenever we enter a relationship, we do this with certain baggage. That might be the damage your last relationship inflicted, the scars of your parents’ divorce, the best friend who will always tag along, or whatever else you’re carrying. For me, my largest baggage comes in the form of my borderline personality disorder.
Past relationships
My mental illness was definitely present in my last long-term relationship. In fact, it ran rather rampant. Two people struggling isn’t always the best combination, and I think we wanted to help each other, but couldn’t. We were both drowning and then trying to push the other one up for air.
