burly wrote:But... and this is the thing that confuses me... let's say a BPD person is either all "black" or "white" on you... are they ACTING or are they really believing what they're saying? Because it seems like if you call a BPD person on a lie, they can get pretty pissy fast.
I always believed what I said even when I was seeing the person all in white or in black. A somewhat funny example that comes to mind is an ex bf of mine whom I've told on many occasions that I consider him a genius and on many other occasions that he's an idiot. The Full truth is that I think he's a genius in some areas and an idiot in others but I'll only point out the positive on good days and only the negative when I'm pissed.
Before I knew I had BPD I always used to think this was natural and that most people had a tendency to idealize others when they're in love and be blind to their bad sides (the expression "love is blind" wasn't invented by a BPDer as far as I know) but see everything in black when angry... but apparently with BPD it's more pathological. I have noticed though that I tend to only be fully aware of my true feelings about a guy in retrospect after breaking up with him... before that it's all either pink clouds or hell.
I also tend to mirror other people's personalities a lot in one-on-one conversations. This isn't something I do on purpose but I do admit that I'll consciously avoid saying anything I think might upset the other person and tend to be very careful in my choice of words.
I was once accused of being fake by a friend of mine who said I only ever say things that I think she'll want to hear. This was true, only I never said anything to her I didn't mean, I only emphasized the good and repressed all thoughts about the bad. At the time I thought this was a good thing and I actually responded by saying "OK then, how would you rather I acted?" to which she replied angrily "just be yourself!!!!!" so I thought about that and this was the first time I ever fully realized that I didn't have a true "self" and was shocked. I told her what I really felt – that my fake self was my true self (that it was somehow both fake and real at the same time). She didn’t get this at all and continued to be pissed… btw I didn't get pissed at her but I felt destroyed.
I realize it's weird on the one hand to describe what I thought and how I felt and on the other to say that I didn't feel like I had a true self (btw, now I realize that I do have one but it's a patch up job of different parts that don't seem to fit with each other and if it had an image it would look pretty weird indeed) but to me feelings and "self" are two different things… I can't rely on my feelings because they change from one minute to the next and are extremely affected by the environment and I can't get in touch with my true self most of the time because it's too badly suppressed and when I do try to take a close look at it I get so angry/sickened/depressed/ashamed/disgusted by it.
Gratitude can heal most wounds.
(What can I say… I don't like the word "all")