I’m posting this here b/c I exhibit traits of BPD, and last time I posted you all were so kind and very helpful.
My therapist thinks I only exhibit 3 signs out of 9, but she also doesn’t know me yet as it’s only been 4 sessions. Not to insult her or anything, but she was reading the DSM-V to me out-loud and shook her head at me at each point, saying I don’t have this, have that, and was dismissive so I just agreed with her. Anyone else experience this when inquiring about diagnosis? When I took an online test it said 6 out of 9 so I brought it to her attention. But I also put on a great act, it’s the one thing I’m pretty good at and have only expressed anxiety issues to her. We're starting to open up depression route but not there yet.
I do exhibit a major fear of abandonment and emptiness. Not stalking my boyfriend or anything like that (another reason why she doesn’t think I have BPD) but with my family. Fear of them dying or committing suicide on me.
Intertwined with this, they HATE my boyfriend I’ve been seeing for 2 years. We are planning on moving in together because he’s a bridge away from me, and now it has to be relatively quick. I usually go to his side of bridge on weekends to his moms apartment and him (he isn’t allowed over my house so it’s the only way). I changed it up a knotch and decided to go on a Wednesday night since he wasn’t working a double. OH boy…. My mother was verbally abusive calling me stupid, saying it was only a booty call (which it wasn’t at all as his sex drive isn’t even high. I wanted to talk to him about things.). It’s to the point of bullying… it always is. She also called him every name in the book, as I have been dealing with for 2 years. But I have never felt as much rage or sweared at them as much as I did last night in my entire life. He knows they hate him, which is the difference between my exes. My other long term ex they didn’t like, I hid it for 3+ years from him cause I was embarrassed. My parents are traditional Italian, my boyfriend now was raised in a jewish household, and my ex of 3+ years was Puerto Rican.
They were upset cause I had pizza before going over to his house last night instead of him making me dinner. Making me dinner was planned, but his friend passed away Tuesday night so he was all over the place. Plus he had a lot of leftovers but I felt funny considering it’s his mother’s apartment, her food, etc. So because I ate pizza at my house, it was a war. That why did I go over there, blah blah….
Anyway I am very sorry this is so long. I appreciate whoever reads all this and can offer some words. When my mother was slandering me, and my father as well (he said he’d have my boyfriend killed cause we have government ties which is complete crap), I HATE them. I have NEVER hated my mother and father as I do right now, yet love them at the same time. I am 26 years old and told them that I can do what I want. That my dad cannot take my keys away, as my name is on my car. Now I’m not allowed to have dinner with them, when I’m not allowed to cook in my mom’s kitchen because it’s hers. And also, I give them 400/mo which I know is not a lot in NY… but still. I do not know what to do with this. But I really wanted to punch her in the face (but I don't actually hit anyone which is another reason why my therapist says I do not have BPD) and have suicidal thoughts because the only way I feel I can escape their control is to die.
And my mother laughed at me saying my brother doesn’t like my bf as well. And he is the most important to me out of all because I feel my parents are ruining him. He’s 22 and babied to a sickening degree. Like toothpaste on toothbrush, degree. I hate them for what they have done and my mother started screaming only when my dad came back home and so my brother could hear it. To turn everyone against me.
And lastly, since I’m new at therapy. Do I tell my psychologist I have suicidal thoughts? What happens in this case? I don’t have a plan to do it nor would.. it’s just fantasies. My emergency contact is my..mother LOL. Even though these thoughts ONLY happen when she explodes at me and my Dad chimes in. My therapist has asked about these thoughts of course in the beginning, I said no I don’t have them, cause it really is not frequent. But at night when these arguments happen, I fantasize about me killing myself and then envision them with guilt and sorrow. Then I cry. Then I sleep. It was a cycle last night again for a few hours. My boyfriend has no idea it is this bad but when I came over just hugged me for a while. He is supportive and says we need to move out ASAP but needs to get his promotion in order.
Thank you