Story #45

Hi! My name is Kristin and I'm 22 years old. I was diagnosed with bpd when I was about 16 years old. Since then I've been through hell and back. My parents thinking they were helping me sent me away a lot to treatment centers. I only grew worse, and then the day I had been waiting on came, [when I turned 18 ] I was thinking, good no more being sent away. This is when things really started getting bad. 

I was drinking extremely too much and smoking weed. I was in love with this asshole that was using and abusing me. I started living on the streets in my car because I wanted to see this man who was might I add 13 years older than me.

My parents wouldn't help me in any way because they couldn't see me like this and they didn't want to help me fail. I was so mad at them for not helping me. 

The drinking led to arrests for drinking under age, and as you see now I was doing the same to myself that my parents did to me. I spent 6 months in jail for these arrests which literally drove me crazy. All I wanted to do was die. I was mad at the world and at god. Also since I was 13 I had tried to kill myself on many occasions. while I was in jail I tried to kill myself and to make a long story short while the abusive guards were restraining me from hurting myself one of them fell and broke her leg. I got charged with a felony and was facing 8 years in prison. I took a plea bargain and only did 10 months. 

While I was in there something in my head just changed. I don't know how but I was tired of living the way I did and wanted to succeed at something. I know god had a lot to do with this. He is the only thing that could turn my horrible way of thinking around and I had a lot of people praying for me and most of all I was praying for myself. I just got out of prison a few weeks ago. I am on no medication and so far I am feeling great. So there is hope for everyone out there suffering. Don't give up!!!!!!!!!!