Hi. I'm(obviously) new on this board and want to introduce myself by posting about my favourite topic(me). I'm basically gonna post my lifestory so I won't have to rant about it in another thread.
I'm 21 years old, female, and has been diagnosed with HPD a few months ago. I am probably some kind of disingenuous/tempestuous-subtype-thingy
As a kid:
I spent most of my time alone when I was a kid, doing random stuff. Personality-wise I was shy(bordering on social anxiety), imaginative, thoughtful, overly sensitive and gifted on the creative field, but also a bit on the domineering side, sometimes being aggressive, restless and violent. Being way ahead my peers intellectually and a bit of a tomboy I was often bored in class.
By the time I was 13 I had already engaged in mild vandalism, skipped too many classes, stopped doing my homework, stole a lot, lied a lot, smoked weed, tortured animals(mostly because I was frustrated but I did get some, uhm, sexual out of it. This is embarassing to write) and was probably very high on sensation seeking.
I got bullied a lot - I have a hard time remembering any of my few friends who did not abandon me when convenient
The family:
My mother was suffering from anxiety/depression and dissociation to the point of being unable to work - I remember her as clingy, nagging and isolated
My father worked almost all the time, leaving my mother alone with me and my sister. He was violent but I was his favorite child, often flirting, touching and giving me weird compliments - I quickly learned the connection between how cute I acted and how much money he gave me. He wanted to safe my mother from the 'evil world' out there and she manipulated him by playing more helpless and weak than she really are
Both were quite textbook BPD(I guess you need no further introduction into the craziness of the splitting, gaslighting, mood swings, control, manipulation and, of course, the blameshifting) although I can't be sure. They have never been diagnosed.
They were unable to set clear, stable boundaries and was very inconsistent - I think the most successfull way of controlling me was violence. Today I still have PTSD(THANK YOU, parents!). They were also overprotective and conservative. They could be anything, really. On the bright side they loved me and still do
My little sister was extremely attention seeking and a good manipulator. I always felt as if she took that small amount of love my parents could give. I tried to compete with her but she always won - always crying the loudest, creating the biggest dramas.
I literally hate my little sister.
-- Wed Feb 08, 2012 2:21 pm --
Me in general:
I want to emphasize that I am not totally devoid of any kind of empathy. I have feelings for a small amount of people in my life and can genuinely feel like helping someone. I also think I can feel guilty of something, but mostly superficial. However those feelings are unstable and I do not care about most people - and if I do it is very brief.
I am a very subtle HPD – most people would describe me as funny, friendly, a good listener, supporting, a bit hyper/restless, chaotic, dreamy, exciting, entertaining but rarely fake, egoistical, unreliable or a drama queen. I still do have all HPD traits, they are just more schemed and subtle. I know how to treat people so they won’t leave me.
I lead a double life: I usually shut up and mind my own shy loner-like business at work, but spend as much of my time in freedom as I can on almost pure HPD behavior. I am described as boy crazy, though, and most of my friends are guys who take care of me, buy me stuff, leading an exciting lifestyle, etc. And also, sex.
I had a longer romance with another severe case of HPD, a person I’m currently toying, and he was the only one who gained just a little insight in what I am doing. He did let me down a lot because I was stupid enough to trust him(I still don’t get what the hell just happened) and since then I have been even more calculating and abusing to him. I am able to feel sorry for him when I know he is feeling lonely or rejected. It is rare that I feel sympathy for people I do not trust and I stay in this friendship even though I do not really need him. Maybe it’s the drama and because I know I am going to feel sadness when I finally dump him.
I do have serious trouble with intimacy, controlling my impulses, taking responsibility for anything(I’m so careless that it affects my life in a bad way) and I have been unable to fall in love for real since I was 17. I have experienced a lot of crazy stuff as I prefer to talk to and befriend f00ked up ASPD/BPD/HPD-like people, but this rock’n’roll thing is already starting to get old. I genuinely want a loving, long term, strong relationship with somebody - I tried to help myself a lot in the past as I am a self-conscious person, but I slowly realized that without help I would never get a normal life. The amount of dissociation these days are annoying and when feeling especially lonely I sometimes feel very emotionally scarred
I also really, really want to use my talents in some other way and be successful on other things than just seducing people. To be mature and take care of myself, get a nice career and my own money. I have reasons other than my own personal narcissistic opinion to think that I am gifted, intelligent, etc. and what scares me is that I may never reach my full potential.
That was depressing. I'm done for now