Of Distress and Diagnosis

13,051 Days Alive

So not only did I wake up around two a.m. violently ill, I also had a telehealth doctor appointment today. And I have a new diagnosis.

I think Taco Bell gave me food poisoning. I’m feeling human, finally, some twenty-odd hours later. But gods was it miserable.

Anyway. Doctor. Diagnosis. I’m confirmed to have ADHD. We knew that. But now I can get treatment for it. And I was also diagnosed with BPD: borderline personality disorder. I don’t know what that means, yet, but I’ll look into it. The doctor who did my evaluation thinks I should be going to therapy twice a week. Twice a week!! I can’t afford that shit.

I don’t know how to feel about the BPD diagnosis. I mean, I know a scant handful of people with it, but not much else.

Anyway. That’s the latest update. I’m going to go crawl into bed and pass out.

Take your meds, folks.

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