BPD episode

Last night was probably the worst episode I’ve had in a long time. Not to get super into it, but it included: grabbing my partners face in public, leaving him to walk home from where we were, losing my shit because my moms dog ate her entire birthday cake, and destroying my phone by throwing it. Today I am picking up the pieces and recognizing all the trauma and damage I do and have done already. Worst part is, my children saw it all. I thought I was doing so much better.