Living with a disorder the system can’t help
In Australia, trying to get help for Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) can leave you broke, homeless, and terrified. This is my story.
BPD isn’t just a diagnosis, it shapes every thought, feeling, and reaction. We don’t just feel; we feel everything deeply, sometimes painfully so. It drags you through mood swings, unstable relationships, fears of abandonment, self-harm, impulsive behaviour, and a shaky sense of self. For many of us, it grows from trauma, neglect, and abuse, scars deeper than most can imagine.
From my experience, BPD has shaped who I am. I’m not just “crazy” or “attention-seeking”; I’m a survivor of trauma and neglect. Growing up with siblings, I fought for my parents’ attention, desperate to feel loved or noticed. I was punished for reacting differently, hair pulled, face shoved into pillows, locked in my room for being “naughty,” while my parents idolised my siblings as the “good kids.” I never heard “I love you.”
We moved constantly, living in mouldy, filthy places that were hard to call home. Some might see this as just life; others would call it cruel. No one should have to endure abuse or neglect. The world is changing, but parents and society need to be held accountable. The cycle won’t break unless someone steps up..:and I’m trying.
Many write us off as irrational or seeking attention. But BPD isn’t a failure of self-control… it’s pain wired into every part of us. When people say, “just get help,” it feels like a cruel joke. Therapy sessions can cost up to $250, but Medicare refunds only about $41, making recovery a luxury for most.
I lived unsupported, nearly homeless after BPD strained my family and living situations. The Salvation Army offered no help. This isn’t just my story; studies show people with mental illness are twice as likely to face housing instability or homelessness. In rural Australia, mental health services are scarce, sometimes fewer than one psychologist per 10,000 people.
Jobs pay too little. We work long hours, only to see pay disappear into rent, bills, and food. More than half of young Aussies with mental health issues say financial stress worsens their symptoms, making survival feel impossible.
I’m furious at a government, legal system, and healthcare that talk about “mental health awareness” but refuse to fund proper support for those who need it most. Everyone wants a better life, but how can that happen when the system’s rigged against us?
I don’t lack dreams because I don’t want them, surviving costs too damn much. I want support, stability, and a life worth living. Right now, that feels out of reach.
It’s time to break the cycle, hold our leaders accountable, and stand with those of us living with BPD, not just in words, but in action. If you hear my story, share it. If you believe in change, demand it. Because until we do, this crisis will continue, quietly destroying lives like mine.#BPD #Australia #livingcrisis #opinionpiece






