Borderline-affected individuals are primarily "just" people. And I am one of them. I have been diagnosed with borderline personality disorder, anorexia, and bulimia, but still, I can (at least today) say that I enjoy living and appreciate every new day on this Earth. In my life so far, I have had to endure more than one stroke of fate. I have been down multiple times and have been close to giving up several times, yet I have fought my way back up each time. For almost 10 years, my life has been a rollercoaster ride. I have nearly starved myself to death, made myself vomit, cut my arms, been in psychiatric hospitals countless times, and have been labeled a hopeless case by doctors. My mental health has been in constant fluctuation. Every time I fought my way out of my dark hole, I fell again.