Before I go on to explain all my feelings and stuff, I just want to say I am really new here. My therapist said it would help if I spoke to others with BPD and sort of, get adjusted to being BPD.
Anyway, I was diagnosed 4 months ago and sent into CBT therapy which is like DBT therapy.
Since my diagnosis I've found that, I feel abandoned by my friends. They don't like hanging out with me any more because of an incident when I got angry because of my friend criticizing me, I was reading out a text to my friend and she was pointing out all my grammatical errors and my choice of words when I wrote the text. It really made me angry, I just felt like... I don't know, like a sense of me not being able to take the fact that she'd said I shouldn't have done something when I thought it was perfectly valid and understandable. So I got angry and started shouting at her, telling her she can't tell me what to do and that she'd really made me angry (to put it nicely). I then started punching things, (not people, objects such as walls) and they started laughing at me and saying I was over-reacting. I didn't see how I was over-reacting I thought my behavior was completely justified at the time, it added more fuel to the fire.
So, I went for a walk. A couple of hours later I received a message on Facebook asking if I was okay. I wouldn't say I was calm at that point, I think I was still moderately angry. I just said yeah, didn't really make much attempt of a conversation because I felt hurt, angry and like I didn't mean anything to her. Then she said that my BPD had ruined everything, that she can't even be seen with me and that she doesn't want to look at me any more. So I got angry again, went downstairs and started shouting at my Mum about it. I was exclaiming there was an 'Anti-Clarissa Life Barrier' in front of me, whilst smashing my fists into the wall.
She let me calm down and then came to talk to me about it, but I'm still really achy inside. I feel really alone and that nobody likes me because of who I am, the point is that they said it didn't matter about my mental illness... My 'friend' lied to me and I am struggling with dealing with it, I keep thinking about what they've all been saying about me and it's just hurting. I really feel like I hate her, but one minute I blame her for not being able to deal with me, then I don't blame her for not being able to deal with me.
I don't really know why I decided to come and write this down, but I guess I just want people to say that they react like this and that I'm not alone. I do feel alone, all the time. I sit in my room all day because nobody wants me around any more, it's terrible.
Thanks for reading,
Sorry if I triggered any of you guys.