It’s the first day of the year. This year, both Christmas and New Year’s Eve were great. Both events were peaceful and fun. It’s great to have my family back. It used to be the saddest time of the year. My parents and I had no synchronicity, everything went wrong. Christmas means family time and that is heartbreaking when you don’t get along with your family. Many things changed these last few years. We stopped fighting, I stopped screaming and crying. I think that stopped because I started to take a mood stabilizer. As my behavior improved, my parents found it easier to approach me and were not so “scared” of me. That in turn, soothed me and healed me. I’m not saying that you should be ashamed of your behavior or that your behavior is the cause of your problems. I’m just detailing my case and I hope I don’t sound judgemental. Everyone is different. I know how hard it is to have BPD, how overwhelming the feelings are. How misunderstood we feel. And alone, so alone. What I want to tell you is that there is hope for healing. Even if your parents don’t cooperate, even if it feels like it’s going to be this way forever. There is hope for you and I believe in you. Happy New Year!