My son met a girl who has been diagnosed with HPD. They dated a few months and things went well, then he began to tell me that she is always at his house. Her things were beginning to take over, and she was very "suffocating". When he would try to talk to her about them having some space, she would leave for a few days, but he would come home and she'd be asleep in his bed. He would tell me things that she would do or say that just didn't seem like the normal reactions a person would have in that situation. He just could not make her understand his point of view. He eventually had to end their relationship. Or maybe I should say, tried to end their relationship. She would not accept that he didn't want to see her anymore. She basically tormented him daily by telephone, texting, showing up at his house, you name it. Everywhere he went, she was there. He went on a date, she found out and went to that girl's job, and convinced her that they were together and she better leave him alone, he's a cheater, etc. There are just too many incidents to mention.
Please hang in there with me. I'm not trying to trash her. I'm trying to understand this disorder.
To make a really long story short, they left a bar one night together, and I now have a beautiful 3 year old granddaughter. The pregnancy was a nightmare because she couldn't separate herself from the baby. She couldn't understand that he cared about the baby, but didn't want to be with her. When the baby was almost a year old, my son just got tired and couldn't fight her anymore, and to quote a popular saying "if you can't beat em, join em". They now live together and are raising the baby together. I know he is not in love with her, but knows that this is the best thing for the baby's well being right now.
That brings me to why I'm here. She doesn't seem to have the nurturing, caring, and even love for her children that a Mother should have. I don't know how else to explain it. When they get ready to go out for instance, she does her hair and makeup, get all dressed up, and the baby girl looks like she just drug her out of bed. She makes no effort to brush her hair, put a bow in her hair, make sure her clothes even match or are not all wrinkled, etc. My son, thank God, takes care of that. That was a big problem before they began to live together. She works as an RN and works nights. She would leave that baby with anyone who would keep her, even if she'd only known them a week before she would let my son keep her. When I would go pick up the child, she'd be filthy. Clothes filthly like she'd been wearing them for two or three days.It broke our hearts worrying all the time about the baby. I have a good relationship with the Mother, and have always tried to keep it that way. I find myself always trying to explain the situation to other people, but it's so hard to explain. Everyone judges her and condemns her for her actions, and I want them to understand that she can't help it. I would like some advise as to how to explain her diagnosis to other people.
I hope this isn't too much info., but I wanted you to understand where I'm coming from. I'm not attacking her or trying to disrespect her, I just want to understand for my granddaughter and my son's sakes.
Thank you for reading, and am looking forward to advice and just to talk to somone who knows where we are.