by janey » Fri May 14, 2010 11:36 pm
I am a recovering histrionic, beginning to heal after intensive therapy. I have had two suicides in my birth family. Neither one was diagnosed with HPD but both were extravert, larger than life people. My mother, who was also disabled, would often have hysterical outbursts, and the other member of my family was in the acting profession, the life and soul of the party. Both suicides were sudden and unexpected, whether they were gestures that went tragically wrong, l don't know. l made an attempt to slash my wrists during a row with my abusive ex, but this was done in front of him, and was probably a dramatic cry for help. This led to my diagnosis. During the worst periods of my disorder, my moods were intensely felt, but short lived. ln fact the day after my attempt l was laughing and joking in the hospital ward. After that last time, eight years ago, the thought of suicide has never crossed my mind. Knowing how painful it is to be bereaved by suicide, l would never inflict that pain on my loved ones, but l have come a long way in recovery. l dont use the word "cured", because l will never be cured but l have learnt what my triggers are and this has enabled me to alter my thinking patterns. Life is a precious gift, it is not a rehearsal, and although l believe in an after life, there are no guarantees. This current life time is the only one l will get and l dont want to mess it up. l feel strongly that histrionics should definately enter treatment, and if my posting on this site encourages just one histrionic to enter into treatment, then my own experiences will not have been in vain. There is a real danger that attention seeking gestures can go tragically wrong. The story of the boy who called wolf springs to mind.