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Bipolar 2 disorder, with a side of Borderline Personality Disorder. Newest official diagnosis. Bright side: a lot of things make a LOT more sense, now. Things I knew didn't fit into the bipolar, but had no other explaination for, I now have an explanation for. The best part: my therapist SPECIALIZES in BPD. Says she lovvvves working with it.

As much as moving back home and living in this shitty environment with no friends and real support system completely blows, I feel like I got really lucky in doing so. I feel like this time, I can stay in treatment. I can learn to manage. I can learn to be "normal", or as close to normal as any of us really ever get. I can fix myself, and in doing so, I can get stability.

I'm excited about this. Er, well, the fact that finally people are getting to the bottom of this, rather than throwing meds at me and spitting out cliche's for an hour a week. I'm also excited that today I found out I qualify for Voc. Rehab, who will help me pay for school. This means I can get my Bachelor's Degree after all! :D

In other news. My birthday was fantastic. My friend from Charlotte came to visit for the day/night. She brought me cheesecake, and even bought me a present. Christmas was great. My sister helped me decorate the tree, I got absolutely everything I asked for gift-wise, and mom made my favorite meal. I even got to go to Asheville this weekend to see my 3rd sister [non-related] while they were up visiting her in-laws for the holidays. Met her 1 year old daughter [my non-related niece] for the first time.

So that's life. Probably won't update again until after the new year. So happy new year, or whatever.