One of the problems with us BPD sufferers is we are so hurt by words. We are so afraid of hurting others because we are so easily hurt ourselves. We are like burns victims with every touch wounding and stinging and leaving scar upon scar until we feel so ugly we can’t bare to be seen or heard. So we hide like like frightened rodents in a corner hissing so no-one will come near us and hurt us some more. We are not evil. We are terrified!
