I said that my illnesses would not define me; yet, as I type my thoughts I realize that I have let them shape my life. How do I separate myself from something that is a part of me? Do I even need to? I suffer from Depression and Borderline Personality Disorder, not to mention a long list of physical alignments. No matter what you take from reading my entries, you will see what the world is like through the eyes of someone else – someone who is still trying to find their way.