Hello,
I'm new here and I just wanted to find people that I could relate to or at least seek advice from. I have the disingenuous variant of the HPD.
Let me give you (hopefully) a succinct synopsis (but, probably not) of my experiences with this personality style. Please tell me your personal stories as well:
Social Reputation/Interactions:
I am either very animated in person or I possess a calm, cool, and composed demeanor when I want to gain authority and control. People often find me charming, attractive, witty, highly intelligent, and wise. Unfortunately, this is all a fabrication…a carefully plotted out image - it’s not who I feel on the inside. I’ve put on such a solid performance that most of the time I believe it is who I truly am…when in reality I have no idea who I am. I have trouble emphasizing with people. I rarely feel like a real human being and it's difficult for me to FEEL genuine emotions.
Romantic Relationships:
I have been promiscuous throughout my history, although I’ve consciously stopped myself from engaging in extreme impulsivity like I have before. I have also stopped seeing three people at a time like I was accustomed to. I compulsively lie even when it’s unnecessary. I have a problem with infidelity and while sometimes (but rarely), I deeply care about a person, I have no guilt or remorse when I cheat or lie to them. I am currently dating a model/actor, who told me last night that he completely trusts me…and all I could do was smile on the inside and laugh at his foolishness because he has no idea that I slept with my ex-boyfriend two weeks ago (whom I am still manipulating). I have never stopped manipulating people in my life and I am good at attaining what I desire. My main mode of connection with success has always been through men who found me attractive. But, now I am trying hard to gain status through my own merit.
Except, underneath the veneer of competence, control, and charm, I get terrible anxiety in relationships because I don’t know how to control myself when I am close to a person.
Back in May, I trashed my room during an anxiety attack because I thought my now ex-boyfriend had a crush on another girl and I passed out on the floor due to emotional exhaustion.
Rejection is something that I have extreme difficulty dealing with. While I was at a wrap-up party for an upcoming film this summer, I was speaking to a well-known dancer (who approached me first to ask me my name) and I accidentally insulted him by calling him short and he walked away. I tried talking to him again to regain his interest and he brushed me off. It took me nearly two months to get over the rejection. I even called my ex-boyfriend the same night, crying hysterically, and when I finally realized I was being irrational, I lied and told him I was molested so he would find me less crazy.
Friendships:
I have lost friendships because a few friends couldn’t handle my lack of principles and found me too draining and toxic.
I cling to my best friend and she is the only person I ever cling to. I NEVER allow myself to visibly cling to men. In the past I constantly accused her of not caring for me and I loved her so much that it pained me. She has OCPD and has a hard time expressing emotions or showing care for a person. I think this is why I am so obsessed with her.
I pride myself in only my closest friends knowing just how uncontrollable and deceitful I am. For the most part, I have always led people into believing I am a very confident, GOOD girl. That is until they start to talk to me more and figure out otherwise, and when they do, I quickly try to reverse it and try harder to keep up with my façade.
While this is mostly fun to me, it can be very stressful because I have to constantly watch myself. I just don’t know how to be otherwise.
Family Life:
I have a tumultuous relationship with my mother. I tore my family apart two years ago because I accused my mother of cheating on my father when I found condoms (after she openly admitted to me & my sister that she hasn't had sex with my father in five years and that she would be HAPPY for him if he cheated on her). I didn’t have any solid evidence otherwise, but I slandered her and tore apart the family although I did eventually become depressed for half a year. But, I have always had a deep-rooted resentment toward her.
While I emotionally abuse her and I know it is wrong, I justify it with my deep-rooted resentment toward her. During my childhood I have always experienced a vacillating love from my mother – where she would punish me intensely for small things like going on the computer, watching TV, or reading soft-cover books (because she told me only worthy books are hardcover and other crazy things) to rewarding me for other matters which I found confusing. I remember I used to cry all the time because “mommy doesn’t love me.” I do sometimes try to like her, but it's hard to when I resent her for things like brushing it off when I told her my cousin asked me to pretend to have sex with him when I was 3 years old and for constantly physically and emotionally abusing and abandoning me and my sister when we were younger.
I still constantly accuse my mother of not loving me and oftentimes now she will just walk away during an argument. And I will cry and freak out and beg for her to come back. I have near panic attacks where I scream, asking her to tell me she loves me. I told her openly last week that I know she couldn’t possibly like me as person, but she said does (although I think she is lying) and finds me incredibly intelligent and that I am just like her – which made me angry because although she is beuatiful, I see no other good qualities in her such as her constant need to be in the center of attention or her flirtatious nature.
My relationship with my father is easy-going, mainly because he doesn’t talk too much and gives me space – which is exactly what I need from my family. Whenever I tell him my endeavors, he encourages me with ONE thing, EVERY time: “Good. You will succeed because you are very pretty.” My whole life I have only heard I am good for my looks and it paradoxically has been the source of my pain and my pleasure.
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Sorry for the length, but this has been haunting me and I don’t know who else to reach as I have no insurance at the moment and I can’t afford therapy again.