Turns out I can remove my binder in public if I have a big enough jumper on over the top. Phew. Was getting dangerously late. Had it on for about 14 hours. Not safe! All better now though. I kept finding myself in places without toilets! I’m going to get a radar key so that I can get into an accessible cubicle if I need to unbind in an emergency.
In other news I went on a lovely date today and had a chat that calmed a lot of my panic from the other day. Bpd makes it difficult to cope with any kind of perceived rejection but I think I’ve managed to find some kind of solid stuff to hold on to when I’m freaking out. I’m so glad I’ve got you all to freak out at lol. Thank you for bearing with me through my splitting and stuff.