Didn't blog last night.  It's not that I dislike doing it....in fact in enjoy it.  It is very cathartic.  I am able to get things out and no longer hold onto them.

Had dinner for my daughter's birthday.  It was with my folks.  Now I love my folks.  They have been very welcoming and supportive in dealing with my BPD, but....my dad is difficult for me to be around.  No matter what he is always tired, anxious or depressed about something.  Tonight I came home at felt down.  I left here in a good mood....came home down.  Go figure....

The missus is on vacation for this week!  We are going to celebrate our daughter's birthday in a BIG way!