My name is Elizabeth, and I am diagnosed with BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder), Depression, and Bipolar Disorder. I found out I was having my son Michael at the age of fifteen. Although I knew I had depression and bipolar disorder, I was not diagnosed with BPD until after I had Michael.
From my own personal experience, people don’t seem to take me seriously once they find out I am diagnosed with a mental health disorder, specifically BPD. If you type “BPD mothers” into any online search engine, all you get is hurtful articles about how horrible mothers with BPD are. The stigma is horrible! Add “teen pregnancy” to that and I’m a walking, pickle-craving joke.
If I were to give advice to any young mothers that might be reading this, it would be that you are doing just fine. There is no such thing as a perfect parent and it’s okay to ask for help! Having a child is nerve-wracking and you aren’t going to know how to do everything by yourself, so don’t be ashamed to ask for support. And that you are not just another statistic. You are your own person, and you can succeed if you choose to do so.
Lastly, take care of yourself. I know it’s hectic to keep up with everything you are responsible for sometimes, but in the long run, remember that both you and your child will benefit from it!
*all names have been changed to protect the privacy of myself and my son