~ Jennifer Saunders ~
Now replace the word “liked” with the word “understood”
“The reason they keep it so tight is that no one understood them, so that without each other, actually, they couldn't exist. They support each other. They support their flaws and everything else.”
I think this is a big part of why Zoe and I were so instantly crucial to each other. We had both been so misunderstood, and so alone in our own minds… because to be quite honest we both always had a lot of people around, we are pretty popular to hang out with… even being with other people, when you are so misunderstood, when you have to pretend to be something more, really something less, than you actually are to be accepted… it’s lonely. Who here hasn’t felt alone in a crowd of people? We were each other’s anchor in the maelstrom. Without each other, without her, I would have drowned. Just knowing she was there, that someone out there got me, that I wasn’t just this crazy woman floating away in my own head, was my life preserver.
And I think it’s one of the saddest things that we with BPD have to live with: the feeling of being alone b/c we don’t feel like anyone can truly understand us. It’s heart breaking.
But we’re not alone. You’re not alone. There are a lot of us. Reaching out and screaming silently. That’s why I believe it’s so important to support each other. We need each other. We need that understanding. We need to know we’re not alone.
I’m hoping my new Forum will encourage that as well. A safe place to support one another. To find one another. Stop by and say hello.