I started in therapy in 1982. I was living at home after graduating college. I had failed to achieve what I thought I’d achieve career-wise after school but was still thinking it was possible. I thought therapy might help me in this.

It didn’t, but it did help me move out of my parents’ house in 1984. It would have been about six months sooner but there was a family illness that slowed me down.

When I moved to a new city and began working at a series of subsistence jobs I continued in therapy. During that process I was told by a therapist that I had Borderline Personality Disorder.