I want to thank you for something you’re doing. But it wouldn’t make sense without me explaining a little about myself first.
My name is Aaron. I’m 27 years old and I’m a sports writer and freelance music journalist. I’m a son, a brother, a cousin, a loyal friend, a creative writer, and a Christian. I’m hard-headed and compassionate. I’m all that, as well as someone who just happens to have Borderline Personality Disorder.
I don’t know if you understand what you’re doing for people like me by dating someone with BPD. Now, to be clear, I’m not going to be one of those people who acts like you’re doing some charity or service. Pete, I’m sure, is an awesome guy, and I’m sure that’s why you are with him. I actually get offended at some of the comments that come off as well-intentioned but seem to be condescending to your relationship.
No, what I’m thankful for is the fact that you are not one of the close-minded people who hears the word “borderline” and runs away screaming. Recently, a woman bailed on a date after I told her about my mental illness. It’s a tough thing, because it’s like, do you wait to tell them? But then, you don’t want to get attached and find out they’re not accepting, so you want to rip off the proverbial band-aid.
Sometimes, it feels like I’ll never find someone who will be accepting and understanding of what I’m going through. It makes the prospect of dating very scary, and it’s easier to be alone. But looking at your relationship gives me hope. Thank you for being a light at the end of what is sometimes a very dark tunnel. You’re appreciated more than you know.