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I remember when I trip on my rocky driveway and busted my knee open, as well as the time I fell off my neighbor's trampoline into a pile of bricks. But nothing truly hurts more your emotions. From the time my dad cheated on my mom to the time my first love broke up with me.          My first year of highschool, I was so excited. A couple months went by and I realized everyone was prettier, skinnier, had better personalties than me. And that was the year I got diagnosed with Bulimia. I am now going to be 17 on July 29th and have very weak teeth from it.             When I was in my sophomore year of highschool, I got my first true boyfriend. His name was Ethyn. My first love, my first shoulder to cry on, even my first time. When we broke up, I was depressed. Like not just self-diagnosed blah depressed. I started to take tons of pills, see tons of therapists. I stopped talking to all the friends I had.       . Then when I started to get better I was diagnosed with BPD. BPD is known as Borderline Personality Disorder which is kinda like being Bipolar, but not. I take tons of medicine for it, but it also effects my daily life. My reactions are very strong. I can be very happy, very depressed, very anxious, very violent. It affects my school life and my work life which is why I don't have any friends.         I now still have BPD and have a wonderful therapist I see every week, I take some helpful medicine, and practice some coping skills that my therapist teaches me. I have 2 leopard geckos named Bruce and Rueben and have a best friend Harper who has never left my side. I still struggle with things like cleaning, brushing my hair and my teeth, but it gets better.