27/F
I don't know if there is a level of awareness that comes with this disorder, but I feel like I'm starting to get a little bit of clarity on how I've been behaving. I read through these forums and it's crazy how predictable I am. I feel sort of gross about how much pain HPD's cause others, but I undeniably fit the criteria.
I have not been diagnosed officially. When I do go to a therapist they seem to get frustrated easily, as these types of symptoms are 1.) hard to articulate and 2.) embarrassing to admit and I find myself sort of spinning the therapy session to a point where I feel comfortable. The only true diagnosis I ever get is GAD, which is really only the tip of the iceberg of my worries. I usually only go to a give therapist 1 or 2 times and decide I'm not getting anything out of it.
My boyfriend of 5 years is pretty tortured in our relationship. In order to deal with how I'm feeling I constantly complain and vent what is inside of me. It's exhausting for him. I only get temporary relief. I don't feel like I lie. In fact, I try to be brutally honest with people. It's very hurtful to them I suspect, but it makes me feel better. In the end, I rarely sacrifice my own dissatisfaction to spare someone's feelings. He is incredibly patient with me and loves me tremendously. I "love" him, but it's hard for me to explain the feeling. I'm not even sure if I love my parents. I do not want to ever have a child for this reason.
He doesn't like talking about my feelings because he calls me a drama queen and ungrateful for the things I have. I try to explain that I feel like there is a lead weight on my chest at all times I feel so contracted and everything EVERYTHING seems so empty and pointless. I'm obsessed by trying to get to the root of what makes me feel so dead - to the point that I've read dozens of self-help "happiness" books over the course of the past 2 years. I thought maybe I could train myself to feel happy. All it has really accomplished is more self-obsession.
I cannot hold a job. I get so frustrated by the demands of others that I end up quitting or getting fired. I have 1 week left at this current job and then I'm out again. Since graduating college 6 years ago I have had 7 jobs. 5 of which were "career" salaried positions in good companies. My behavior at these jobs is nasty. I literally cannot be a part of a TEAM. I am to concerned with how I'm being treated to ever focus on a common goal. I also don't care about my coworkers all that much. I have trouble making small talk unless I'm talking about myself.
I recently confessed to my boyfriend (which he already suspected) that I have many fantasies about other men. I do not cheat, although I want to, badly. I told him about one of my more recent crushes and he was very hurt. I told him my reasoning was that I didn't want to act on it.
I feel like I'm in a weird place because intellectually I know that I'm a total jerk. I embarrass myself constantly because I put myself in center-of-attention situations, I know I'm a walking joke among a lot of people. I'm a very attractive woman and have incredibly low self esteem. I don't really know what I'm after other than to fill this mystery void. As far as emotions go, I feel like I'm either giddy or depressed. I spend so much time in my own head I feel like life is just passing me by. All of my friends and family are so sick of me, I know I'm lucky to have them, but I still don't really know how to reach out and be a good friend/daughter/girlfriend.
I try to explain to my boyfriend that I don't have a lot of control over this. He doesn't buy it. I can see why, because much of what I do is so calculated and manipulative. It's almost like I have an ability to see how others are going to react ahead of time, so I act accordingly and get the ball rolling. For example, we were talking about marriage about a month ago. I have obsessed about this since then. Convincing myself that I need to go be single, I need a change. So I got a tattoo, put in my 2 weeks at work and started relentlessly flirting with this guy at work. Then I felt "guilty" so I confessed to my BF. He amazingly was cool about it, until 3 days later when I rehash the same convo again and start crying about the other paths in my life I've never went down and my feelings of cold feet. - DRAMA. all of which was completely non-essential.
I have decided that this is going to be my last office job for a while. I at least calculated this move enough to secure myself financially and try to form a plan. I'm an artist, so I'm going to sort of take a career break and try to "fix" myself.
so the point of this post...During my time away from my job...and assuming my boyfriend doesn't kick my ass out after this last stunt, what things should I work on? Is there a way to move past this stuff? I guess I'll never be cured of it, but maybe there are tactics I can use. My best guess is to just learn to keep my mouth shut.
Its very painful because I