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All my life I've had this odd feeling, a burning question held deep inside me. It's changed a bit over the years, yet it's always there. The feeling reveals itself in subtle moments when i'm alone. It starts off with the ultimate question of our lives "why am I here?" and ends with " I wonder what it's like to be a person." I've struggled with Borderline Personality Disorder most of my life, and I have a very weary sense of self. Others can tell you their interests, memories, and personality traits no problem. These are things I truly struggle with. I know I like to share thoughts and ideas, so that's why I'm here.