Posts tagged #coping
How daily exercise helps me keep my BPD anxiety in check

I think I first became depressed as a young child. I was abandoned by my birth mother at a very young age, just six months, left at an orphanage where I languished for another five months before being adopted and sent to the United States where I grew up. Nearly as far back as I can remember, I was sad. I did not act out as a child, that came later but I would quite often isolate in my room feeling overwhelmed by sadness. I suppose it was unrealized grief, and having no words to describe the feelings, I was left fighting shadows of dragons that terrified me and seemed relentless in their attacks.

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