Tomorrow I'm having my first filling on one of my teeth (or is it more than one?) This is a symbolic moment because it marks the first time I have had to be artificially augmented for the sake of everyday functionality. I'm sure that sounds like an overstatement but it is true. I wouldn't mind if I could go all the way and turn myself into a robot (or just settle for USB style artificial teeth which can be plugged and unplugged completely from the gum with ease) but unfortunately I cannot.
But they are charging me a fortune for the privilege. How do dentists get away with it?
Walking away from a bpd means there is no closure. I'm grateful for finding this fabulous resource to validate this. They are not emotionally capable of closure, respect, offering dignity in any way. When I can stop wishing for it- hopefully the pain will subside. Toxicity- need it out of my life for good forever.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. ~e.e. cummings