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Anna
BPD patients usually have other diagnoses and often become the victims of trauma because they place themselves in danger looking for the parent they never had.
So true indeed. I often wonder, if I didn't have BPD would I also not have PTSD? I found a very interesting documentary the other day about BPD. It was from a neurological point of view, they have discovered that people with BPD actually percieve facial expressions differently and see them being hostile.
It is very hard to deal with someone with BPD, when I look back on my past relationships, especially those when I had hit rock bottom it is crushing. I wish I knew then what I do now.
I have tried to write below some of my symptoms that may help understand what it is like to have BPD. The stigma is huge and the intense emotional pain people with BPD feel is appalling.
Honestly in the past, if I called someone and they didn't pick up the phone, or didn't message me back I actually thought that person hates me. My reaction was sometimes anger, to cut that person off completly. It would hurt so much in my throat and I would cry for hours. Totally paranoid. I know now through experiences and therapy, that people are busy, or they are doing something else. That these thoughts are irrational and paranoid. I still have these thoughts, but I have learned to slap logic into myself.
Same with the faces, if someone looked at me in a hostile way, I think to myself now, they are having a bad day or in a bad mood. They don't want to harm me.
Also the self destruction. The self hatred. Some days you have days where you love yourself then there are days when you hate yourself. Sometimes I would have days where the emotional pain was so intense I would have fantasies of how to kill myself. I know now these is a phase which will pass, and I do not talk to anyone about it. I wear a mask to hide it, I will go cry in the toilet. I no longer cut myself I excercise instead. I still drink the alcohol, but am cutting down on it slowly. I still want to have sex with everyone who shows an interest, but I don't. There is this thing called self control, morality. However, I do not feel love like other people ever will.
I have been called an attention seeker and stigmatised. To be honest, my way of dealing was just not to care. I no longer care what people think of me. I cope well. I am no longer promiscuous, I no longer cut myself. I still have the emptiness and paranoia. The intense pain inside, but you can learn to control it.
Also my understanding of my illness, has helped me deal better with my mother. Although she was never diagnoses, I do have a sneaky suspicion she may have this illness as well, just without the PTSD.
Loveneverfails:- I am so sorry I reacted the way I did. It was wrong. I was just so angry. It is possible to learn how to deal with someone with BPD. I have forgiven my mother, she also did terrible things, and my relationship with her was also volatile and toxic.