If it was, this wouldn’t be the beautiful memoir that it is.
Kiera’s writing not only brings understanding to those who don’t have BPD and a familiar voice to those who do, but also a sense of hope.
When you tie your self-worth to someone else’s desire for you, you’re in for a rocky ride. I remember getting together with other single girlfriends and sharing our dating fails over a few glasses of wine.
And why should any one person have that much power over you, anyway? It was almost as if the girl with the best sob story would win.
Finally she brings us to her final step in the recovery process, her embracing of Buddhism, which much of DBT’s therapy techniques are based upon.
Review: Many memoirs talk about events in a person’s life, but the thing about mental illness, is the person writing the memoir must somehow be able to show her audience what it is to be inside that head.
A touch that wouldn’t hurt a non-injured person makes the burned person cry. Kiera depicts what it feels to suffer from BPD with eloquent passages such as these: I am always on the verge of drowning, no matter how hard I work to keep myself afloat.
Then she recounts how she was finally diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder (definition) and her struggles to recover from this difficult mental illness usually caused by a combination of brain chemistry and trauma in childhood.
(Location 258-263)I grew more mindful as the slow rhythm of bloodletting rinsed me with clarity.
It wasn’t dramatic; it was familiar and reassuring.
Through the process, I learned to do a few things differently.
After witnessing many people I care about fall into the same pool of terror that I did, I’ve decided to boil this down to a few simple things I wish I knew when I was dating online: You won’t succeed at dating (online, or anywhere, for that matter) if you are doing it to be “chosen.” Let’s be real about this one.