Was I interacting with someone who possible has BPD?

I'm not expecting an official psychologist diagnosis here, but maybe someone who has dealt with BPD's (a Borderline Personality Disorder person), in or out of relationships, could possibly shine some light on what has happened with me and this girl I met a few weeks back.

First off, I take 100% credit for the confusion and frusturation I have regarding this girl. I have no idea why, but I'm really attracted to crazy women for whatever reason (I'm trying to work on seeking out better women though), and am aware that I am a complete moron for trying to pursue something (as you'll see below), but these girls really pull me in tight. I have a history of pursuing really nutso girls, that "wild" side they have just drives me crazy with passion.


Anyways, so I met this girl at my job a few weeks back. We hit it off instantly ("too good to be true" were the first words that rang in my head actually). She was sexy (Brazilian-American), funny, charismatic, smart (fluent in 3 languages), and had that wild/free side to her that drove me crazy (as well as all the other nutty women I've hit it off with in the past). However, I noticed, through her actions and various stories she would tell me, that she had a much darker side that she was covering up.

One thing that struck me instantly was that she had small tattoo's all over her forearms, which she was forced to cover up with sleeves at work.

The first real bad sign was though she told me was that she just had a kid 8 months ago and has a baby daddy. She is 21 (my age), and still lives with her parents, along with the new baby. Ok, so she's young with a kid, and still lives with her parents. Not the worst thing ever. Almost immediately though, after breaking the news to me about her kid, she started telling me about all these violent fights she gets into with other guys/girls (a few she got into while she was pregneant even). She even told me one fight she got into most recently was at a party where she kicked some guy in the face with her stilletto and split his face open.

It get's worse though. She then starts coming to work completely messed up on drugs and/or alcohol. She would arrive to work initially "sober" (or so it seemed), then on lunch break would go out and get completely trashed. She would come back to work completely inebriated, and at a job that required customer service no less. She would slur her words, and slip all over the place. She would, however, manage to avoid confrontation from management (by a complete act of God IMO).

We bonded tightly on this one particular day though, that gave me a lot of insight to her "issues". One this one day, apparently one of her friends had died of rat poisoning (suspected of being murdered). I was there to console her, and talk to her. I gave her a cute little gift, which she was thrilled about, and then we decided to take our lunch break together. She bought ME a beer, as well as herself, and we drank them together. She then started telling me about her life, putting on a strong "victim" role. She told me about her baby daddy, who is a 35 year old ex-felon who only calls her on the first of every month to collect money from her, and who also has children from 7 OTHER women. She then tells me how he beat her up just the other week, and recently hasnt returned her phone calls for 3 days after he went to a club. She then tells me how she still loves him though, and wants to change him because she's the youngest and sexiest of all the girls he's seeing. Ok, sure- I though.

She then tells me how broke she is, and how just had to pawn her earrings to pay for diapers for the baby. Also goes on about how she has no other friends at work, and how bored she gets outside of work being stuck caring for the baby by herself. She then confessed to me that she cuts herself also, and I saw, amongst her scattered tattoo's over her forearms, small scars incisions within her skin. I later on came to the conclusion that I think she used the small, random tattoo's on her arms to cover previous scars.

She also told me she has a prescription to Xanax (which is what she would come to work trashed on) for anxiety.

Despite the predicament she was in, she didn't seem to accept any responsibility for her actions herself, but I still felt bad, and offered words of sympathy. Later on back at work, she had an emotional breakdown and starts crying about her deceased friend. I hugged her tightly and let her cry into my chest. She ended up going home early that day. It was very sad, and I felt terrible for her.

As time went on, we took lunch breaks together a few more times, and talked more and more at work. She was really funny, laid back and VERY easy to talk to, especially for someone as good looking as she was. It was amazing. And I fealt we were connecting emotionally too. She was not afraid to talk to me about anything, and vice versa. We were really clicking. I could also tell that as time went on, she seemed to possibly develop feelings for me (despite her admitting her love for her babby daddy earlier on) outside of friendship, as, even though she would talk to me often, she was starting to stammer and fumble on words more often and showing signs of slight nervousness. Things were also getting somewhat sexual, and we held hands at one point (keep in mind, things took so long to advance because we only see each other once or twice per week, and that was about it). She told me once how she "would never forget about me".

Then there was one day where I was in a bad mood at work. I confess, I didn't really talk to anybody, including her. She seemed put off my quietness and seemed to take it somewhat personally. I was just not in a talkative mood, that was all. Things kinda got a little rocky after that for about a week. Well, after that week, that was the last I ever saw of her. She hasn't been at work for the past week and a half (despite her bad habits, this IS unusual). Just completely vanished- possibly quit (no story of her being fired that I know of). I had her number, but her phone broke a few days later (yes, it was true), so there's been no contact outside of work. She is gone.

It seems like what people describe as the "disappearing act", a common trait amongst people with personality disorders, particularly Borderline Personality Disorder, stemming from fear of abandonment issues. The dissapearing act, in addition to the other signs described above, seem to make the "diagnoses" of BPD a perfect fit.

I guess, obviously, it's best that things happen this way. That is a TON of baggage, no doubt. However, what I would like to know, from a dating/relationship/friendship sort of perspective, is if you all think I was dealing with a person who suffers from Borderline Personality Disorder? If so, do any of you have similar experiences? Is there any person you know with BPD who could fit the description given above? Just give me your experiences on various relationships with people with BPD. I'd be very interested to hear. I very well think I could have been dealing with a girl who has BPD.

Thanks for reading, and sorry for the long length.

I'd say you were interacting with a woman who has issues, simple as that. No need to diagnose her with a personality disorder, she just has a troubled life. As they say, sh*t happens.