Hi Chemonro
I love your comment. 🙂 Yes we all have STUFF!
Some of us unfortunately far more than most, and apparently that makes us "abnormal". Frankly at 50 I'm over wishing to be normal, in fact pass on that. I'm happy to be me now that I've managed to work out who that is, and discovered I can live with her most of the time :-).
I've spent a lot of my life wanting to be normal and finally come to the conclusion that it doesn't actually exist beyond maths and statistics (& damned lies).
I also agree that one can get way too wrapped up in the diagnosis, which is a most inexact science. Don't be put into a box. A diagnosis may well be something you have or suffer from, but it is not you. A diagnosis (when it is useful) helps you to understand yourself and your behaviour/history better - I believe it should help with self-acceptance, even if that can take some time. (I've also had about 5 different diagnoses over the last 35 years.)
I agree many diagnoses seem to be on a bit of continuum. Increasingly I wonder whether the different diagnoses around are descriptions of different individual responses to trauma - which vary almost as much as individuals do. I guess this would translate as horrendous SH*T happened (however many times) and now I have STUFF.
We are not the boxes, but the descriptions in the boxes can help us or others to understand us better. In fact wearing these difficult and painful mental illnesses can grow us, over time, into people who are much more compassionate, stronger, and more creative than we would ever have been without them.
Most important and hardest to learn - be compassionate with yourself!
Best regards,
Kristin