Hello there.. Forgive me if this post ends up somewhat lengthy as I have alot to vent.. I feel that I have BPD although not diagnosed.. I have a couple close friends who I've compared symptoms of bipolar vs BPD to and they agree with me.
My anxieties mostly stem from being worried about my future. I am soon to be 25 and feel that I am stuck in a rut that's seems to be increasingly hard to get out of.
After graduating, I had moved 150 miles away from home with my high school sweetheart.. We had plans of continuing our education but got consumed by working to pay the bills and accumulating debts. He had then gotten into the drugs and party scene and I had let him drag me into it as well. He had abused me and cheated on me numerous times and I put up with it for 3 years. He was my first love and I tried, what I thought was my best, to help him with his problems and put my own aside. It took him giving me an STD (which was curable, thankfully) for me to realize the risks I was taking with him.
I had then left, but instead of moving back home, I gave life on my own a try. I had gotten a better paying job and my own apartment. That's when I realized living alone in a big city area is very expensive and my $10/hr, 60 hrs a week job wasn't enough to cover my living expenses and my debts. I had to get a second job, increasing my work hours to 80 a week. I worked those hours for an entire year, allowing myself only 3 days off to visit family.
When that started to wear me down, I had trusted a friend to move in with me. I quit the part-time job, but then I had the problem of deciding what to do with my free time. I did not know what to do with myself. I spent a year doing nothing but working and sleeping, I had forgotten what I enjoyed doing. That's when I developed insomnia. I started smoking from boredom and would chain smoke while playing mindless computer games like solitaire or slot machines online.
Eventually, my debts became more than I could handle as I would spend credit randomly on things I thought I would like. I rarely paid with cash since my checks went straight to the bank and then dispersed for the bills. My roommate had bailed out on me as well. Realizing that I was in way over my head, I had made the decision to come back home to my parents'.
One of the worst things that could happen to me at that very time in my life happened. During the process of moving, as it took a few car loads, I was involved in a collision that was not my fault. I had lost my vehicle, which was the only independance I had left. I didn't have that car long, as I was involved in an accident 5 months prior which was my fault, but that car was my personal prize car. I know it was only an object and am thankful no one was injured, but I had invested over a grand into performance parts for it that were not covered by the insurance.
Things for me didn't just go downhill from there.. They dropped off a cliff. I was then swimming in debt, restricted to jobs in walking distance and severly depressed over the sudden change in lifestyle. Jobs here bored me.. I was used to the high stress of a full functioning restaurant. I had gotten a job in town long enough to get a vehicle. Quit the job the day I got it to find one I'd like more. Went through 2 others before I found one.
I stuck with that one as long as I could, that was until my vehicle got repossessed. I then realized how stupid I was for impulsivly quitting jobs without finding a new one first. During that time, I allowed my debts to go unpaid.. While I lived on my own for 2 years, I never missed a payment on anything.. I stressed over making sure they got paid.. and when I let them go.... I felt relief.
I do currently have a job.. and have held it for over a year now.. but there are days that I really need to control myself to keep from walking out.. What keeps me from doing so, really, is my mother works there as well (on a different shift though), and she had gotten a car in her name that I pay on. I owe it to her.
I don't have a close relationship with anyone in my family. I live with my parents but don't talk to them. They criticize me too much.. Probably with good reason, but it annoys me to the point I won't listen to them.
Relationships with me are rocky as well.. Mostly because I have trust issues. I already mentioned the first one I was in, but the second man I let in my heart tore it up just as bad. I had a 2 year relationship with another. I had found out shortly after moving home and the accident that he was actually engaged to someone else.
I had quite a few other relationships where I ended up pushing them away.. I had did my best to numb myself so I wouldn't be hurt again.. Even though I knew they wouldn't. Then recently, a man was able to break through my wall.. I was head over heels for him.. I felt the happiest with him than I ever did with anyone.. but when an ex of his attempted suicide, he ran to her aid.. And that I can't fault him on since his genuine caring is what I love most about him. It still doesn't stop my heart from bleeding.
My life is getting harder and harder to cope with as each day passes.. I am losing the will to continue living it.. I am scared and weak.. I don't know where to turn..