AmorousDestruction wrote:Financially, yes. Very much so. My DBT program is expensive and only partially covered by insurance.
Emotionally, the jury's still out. At first my mom was really unsupportive. Called BPD a fad diagnosis and told me she didn't think I had it because I'm high functioning and she'd only heard about low-functioning cases. But she's warmed up to it. I think accepting that she had something to do with it is hard for her because she tried to be a good mom. But my grandmother had untreated bipolar and was really neglectful and an all around bad mother so I think the emotional distance when I needed attention and affection and emotional validation was more a symptom of that. She definitely puts my academic and career achievements over my mental health, which has always been a problem.
But while she doesn't get it, she still tries. She sat with me for a while on the couch where I had been crying on and not moving from for 3 days after my last breakup. She really wanted me to feel better and was worried about me. She said kind of invalidating things like "he must not have cared about you really if he treated you like that" and "be a good feminist and don't let men and relationships rule your life" when I needed "people can hurt you even though they care and I bet he just freaked out and didn't know how to handle it" and "it's ok to grieve but it will get better and you can be ok on your own". It kind of hurt but the fact that she tried meant a lot to me. Sometimes parents just don't know how to be supportive, especially if they have their own mental health issues.
Financially yes, my mom supported me and shows resentment because of this. i am having problems couping with life etc. she makes sure to remind me of this and show ZERO emotions. I think she's an NPD and so is my father (who abused me physically, mentally and emotionally when i was young) and why i am going through this disaster of a personality in the first place. my abandonment issues stemmed from my mom.
when i was going through a breakup and was having anxiety attacks, i cried to them... i literally thought i was going to die and both of them made it even worse by placing the blame on me! told me it's my fault ... its just how it is with my family, i can't change these people. i am a sensitive empath and i end up caring. tried to do the right thing because of guilt (i don't even know why i feel bad, low self-esteem, this seeking to get approval from them) but end up getting the same results... NOTHING!
Btw, i told her that i am taking these salt homeopathic pills for my depression and ptsd. you know what she told me? she said, why are you taking those, you are going to get a heart attack!
Really? for the life of me, i dont understand where their thinking comes from. they are always in fear all the time!