I'm in my early 30's, married with 2 young girls. I was working, volunteering, living life... until June 2011. After a few huge stressful situations close together I guess my body and mind gave up. I woke up a different person June 3rd. After about 9 months of hell I found out I have BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) and PTSD. I finally have a good psychiatrist and am intense therapy, ISTDP (Intensive Short Term Dynamic Psychotherapy). Life is a journey for sure. Life with BPD is a lot more than a journey.