I wanted to post here because I think it's selfish not to. DPDR was hell for me, for probably about 4-5 years. The first 2-3 were the worst, and then it slowly got better as I started accepting it, and taking xanax for certain times. It made me lose all my social skills, and basically made me a shut in. I really thought about some drastic stuff when I thought this would last forever. However, over the past 2.5 years, the issue has slowly gone away. I now am basically free from this thing. I would never want to experience this again, but I can honestly say that some good did come from it. It humbled me, and made me realize that certain behaviors and thoughts I had were counterproductive. Still, having DPDR is a nightmare, and the fact that I'm a naturally confident person might have made it even tougher. What I'm here to say is that you have to stick through it. It might take a year, 5 or 10 but eventually you will reach the other side (in most cases) and believe me you will have a new found gratitude for life.