I'm typing this on January 1st for a reason. I've never been diagnosed or gone to see someone for BPD, but you know when you have it, and I have it. It's become more prevalent now than ever before and I need help; I'm not going to let it hold me back anymore. I'm a very happy person and I'm thankful for all the people in my life. I'm posting here so you guys can see what I'm going through, and I'm thinking of it as my first step to managing it. I never thought their could be a whole place to talk to people about my problems.
First, read this article. *Edited by moderator*
That was posted when I graduated high school last June. My mother's emotions are very unstable too and I believe she has BPD also, but she's too proud to ever admit it. The article makes it look like she left and there was no problem, but when I did the interview I held back on what happened between her because I didn't want it to be public. Long story short, she had recently divorced and she met a man who took her breath away and convinced her to leave me and follow her dreams in California. There were terrible fights. It took me months to forgive her but now that I'm in college I feel that I have secured new emotional anchors and I was able to let the pain away. It's hard keeping in touch but I love and miss her very much. I wish she was here with me and we talked everyday but there's nothing I can do. Maybe after college I'll move out there and start my adult life.
Back to the present. I went off to college this year and fell head over heels for a girl. My BPD makes it impossible for me to have relationships. I get very hurt over the littlest things, and I'm so nervous when I'm around her. I get too involved with the girl and I become clingy and I shut out all the rest of my friends. I act different. It's as if I live for her. My friends hate it and she hates it, and they don't realize how much they make me hate myself. And I only push them away more. The girl I'm in love with is very fed up with how I act and things are over really thin ice. She talks to other guys too, and that tears me apart.
My mind is in inner turmoil. Who am I? Why am I the one that's been given a terrible emotional burden like this? I'm home on break and I have no life. All I do is sit around and then go hang out with friends. I treat my dad terribly and he's the only one willing to help me. I love him so much. I'm tearing up by writing this. I tried calling him today to apologize for how I've been acting. I'm so ashamed. I'm so disappointed in myself. It's my main motivation for wanting my new year's resolution to be overcoming my BPD.
There's so much more but I needed to get at least this written down. I'm so excited to read all your stories and hear what you have to say. I'm not all alone.