the brief periods of calm

I've been going to therapy recently, primarily with regards to not letting a "friend" wBPD affect my mental health so much. Said "friend" has been ignoring me since Saturday because I wasn't being a perfectly validating yes-man and told them that they need to see the nuance in situations. My daily therapy check-ins these past two days have seen my depression, anxiety, and pain levels all drop from severe to mild/moderate.

I'm not in a situation where it would be safe to end the "friendship" right now, past attempts have made that very clear, but holy shit. This is what life is supposed to be like. I feel like a person again, for however long this may last. I'm taking this as a small victory.