One of the reasons that I eventually decided to 'come clean' publicly about my experience of being diagnosed with ‘borderline’ was that my encounter with treatment, vindicated by my records, deteriorated so noticeably once this diagnosis started to appear in my file. I hated it and wanted desperately to wash my file clean. I was angered by the language, distressed by the assumptions, and infuriated by the almost instantaneous dismissive attitudes this diagnosis wrought for me in public sector psychiatry.
I was only given a diagnosis of ‘borderline’ when I started to stand up for myself as a person and as a woman.
Artikkel av prisbelønte Merinda Epstein