Hello,
So my name is Paul and I'm new to this forum. I'm not sure if this is the proper place to intro myself. I did look for general introduction thread but gave up pretty quickly. The section is the reason I'm here. Just to get some insight into a few things as I am slight bewildered at the moment.
I was tired of my poor social skills. I have so many acquaintances but very few, if any, actual friends. Perhaps I just don't know what a friend is or I have unrealistic expectations. Either way I was tired of it so I decided to talk to someone about improving my social life. One month later I have this diagnosis slapped on me. The more I read about BPD the more it sounds as if the medical opinion as an accurate one.
My therapist said that with much work I can be 'cured'. Now the thing is, I'm not sure if that's a good thing. This is the way that I am and always have been. Sure it's not ideal I suppose, but I really don't know any different? After I'm 'cured' exactly who will I be? Is it really possible to rewrite someone's entire personality?
What I do is use people. I use them and manipulate them to give me what I want. The sexual stuff is fun. I stopped being picky about it a long time ago. Call me gay, bisexual or anything else. I just call myself opportunistic. It's that rush of power that I'm after when they finally give in. I have to tell you that they almost always do. Everyone needs something and everyone wants to be understood. That I can give to them, that connection they need. If I can find that one little chink in their armour then I am in. Of course it means nothing to me, nothing at all beyond the conquest. In the end I hate them. Always.
Sometimes it sickens me. At times I loathe myself so deeply that I am literally paralysed by it. When I was growing up I just assumed that everyone else walked around looking for ways to end their life. That everyone else regularly cried themselves to sleep at night. The night that their parents didn't come in and randomly start beating them, that was. When I saw other children with their parents and the love between them it was so strange and foreign that I assumed something perverse was happening.
The past can't be erased and I'm here to tell you that my past sucked. It took me a while to actually admit to that and realize that but yeah it really did. My therapist asked me to describe what a loving home environment would look like and I didn't have a clue. Outside of sitcoms and I really don't believe those of course.
I really like going out and socializing. Being around people always makes me feel better because it feeds my need. The need to be validated and admired. Others say that I'm charismatic and fun to be around. I have a hard time seeing that. Quite often I wish I could step back out of my body and see what they see. Unfortunately I'm trapped inside of my body. It's a strange feeling actually as if I literally am trying to pull away.
It's not that I don't want to be cured. It's just that I can't picture how I would be without this. Yet the thought of being able to have friends and not automatically fall into my bag of tricks is appealing. I wish I had the ability to stop seeing everyone as a conquest to drain dry. Instead see them as a person who I could share experiences with. I'm really lonely I suppose. But I don't know ... what else there is.