Quotes From "The Buddha And The Borderline: My Recovery From Borderline Personality Disorder Through Dialectical Behavior Therapy Buddhism And Online..." By Kiera Van Gelder

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I’m not interested in Bob Marley telling me to ‘lively up’ myself. The only music that satisfies me is Nine Inch Nails and Trent Reznor’s voice crying through industrial rhytms. In the August evenings, I lie on my bed with earphones, letting his laments roll through me like unrepentant thunderstorms. I envy the courage that carries his voice into the world. He doesn’t berate himself for pain and anger; he howls. And this delights me, even though I feel ashamed when my own rage comes to the surface. My anger doesn’t signify courage; it’s just more confirmation that I’m bad. . Kiera Van Gelder
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DBT's catchphrase of developing a life worth living means you're not just surviving; rather, you have good reasons for living. I'm also getting better at keeping another dialectic in mind: On the one hand, the disorder decimates all relationships and social functions, so you're basically wandering in the wasteland of your own failure, and yet you have to keep walking through it, gathering the small bits of life that can eventually go into creating a life worth living. To be in the desolate badlands while envisioning the lush tropics without being totally triggered again isn't easy, especially when life seems so effortless for everyone else. Kiera Van Gelder
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I'm so good at beginnings, but in the end I always seem to destroy everything, including myself. Kiera Van Gelder
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Thirty seconds of pure awareness is a long time, especially after a lifetime of escaping yourself at all costs. Kiera Van Gelder
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We need this help from the outside because we don't know how to to do this for ourselves. We start with a deep deficit–a chasm really–when it comes to understanding and being tolerant of ourselves, and that's even before we go forth to do battle with the rest of the world. As soon as someone judges, criticizes, dismisses, or ignores, the cycle of pain and reactivity ramps up, compounded by shame, remorse, and rejection. The act of validation, simply saying, 'I can see things from your perspective, ' can short-circuit that emotional detour. . Kiera Van Gelder
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I need them to be aware and present with me in the midst of the storm, not just tell me what to do. Kiera Van Gelder
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An inner ease spreads inside me. Such is the power of acceptance and understanding from other people, the power of validation Kiera Van Gelder
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I've grown up with an ethic, call it a part, that insists I hide my pain at all costs. As I talk, I feel this pain leaking out–not just the core symptom of BPD, but all the years of being blamed or ignored for my condition, and all the years I've blamed others for how I am. It's the pain of being told I was too needy even as could never get the help I needed. Kiera Van Gelder
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Accepting a psychiatric diagnosis is like a religious conversion. It's an adjustment in cosmology, with all its accompanying high priests, sacred texts, and stories of religion. And I am, for better or worse, an instant convert. Kiera Van Gelder
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So at family gatherings… I try to stick to the acceptable script. Indeed, I discover that the less I say, the happier everyone seems to be with me. I sometimes wonder if I wouldn’t have been better off as a paraplegic or afflicted by some tragic form of cancer. The invisibility and periodicity of my disorder, along with how often I border on normalcy, allows them to evade my need for their understanding. And because our most enduring family heirloom is avoidance and denial of pain and suffering, I don’t need much prompting to shut myself down in their presence. Kiera Van Gelder