Several years ago, I sat through one of the most difficult therapy sessions of my life. My then-husband and I were making one final attempt to “save” our marriage by attending counseling sessions together.
At this point, I was still hopefully optimistic that we could find a way to work through the problems in our marriage. In fact, I felt confident that this would be the session something would click and the therapist would help us make a breakthrough.
Yet, as soon as my then-husband mentioned the borderline personality disorder (BPD) diagnosis I’d received a year prior to that, the therapist’s demeanor suddenly shifted.
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