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9 Things You Discover About Yourself When You’re Diagnosed With Borderline Personality Disorder; 

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9 Things You Discover About Yourself When You’re Diagnosed With Borderline Personality Disorder


1. People will not understand you.

Or your diagnosis.

If you tell a friend you have Borderline Personality Disorder, I guarantee that, if they’re not a psych major or a fellow member of the Krazy Klub, they’ll mention “Girl, Interrupted,” Jodi Arias, or that football guy.

I’ve even heard, “Oh… like Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction?”

And they step away from you ever-so-slowly.

Hell no.

Just because we have BPD does not mean we are inherently evil, future murderers, or out to get you, my pretties, and your sexy boyfriends, too!

The media, medical community, and even the very researchers that have written about BPD have contributed to the negative stigma attached to the Borderline diagnosis.

Most of this is fueled by misinformation.

What most people don’t realize about people with BPD is that above all else, we just want to be loved, understood, and respected.

We want to be happy and healthy, just like the rest of you freaks.




2. What feels right at first is usually wrong, wrong, wrong.

Your natural reactions to stressful events tend to exacerbate the stress of that event.

Borderlines often feel the most extreme version of a feeling.

A fight with the bf/gf can almost instantly send you into a head-exploding rage or a major, debilitating depression
– either he/she is the Anti-Christ / Torturer of You 4Ever / User & Abuser Extraordinaire,
or you just destroyed the best and only relationship your sorry ass will ever have and omghowfuckingstupidareyou and you’re never going to find someone that loved you the way that he/she loved you
and so you have no reason to live and maybe you should just text them and ask them to forgive you
– pleasepleasepleaseOMGyou’lldoANYTHING!

It’s okay to feel extreme.

Certain therapies (CBT, DBT) are great for identifying and extinguishing chaotic, seemingly uncontrollable emotions when they arise before they cause you to use That-Professor-Who-Criticized-You’s email address to sign them up for a tentacle porn website’s email updates
or tell a good friend who forgot your birthday that it’s fine, really, you knew they didn’t give a shit about you anyway.




3. You have a love/hate relationship with your diagnosis.

Your life has most likely been, well, hellish.

Finally knowing what your role is in the insufferable pain you feel (and sometimes cause) can be a massive relief.

One of the most helpful practices for improving your life after you’ve been accurately diagnosed is consistent therapy with a professional you trust and to be 100% honest with them about your life.

That can be super fucking hard to do at first.

Once you recognize that a thought or behavior is a manifestation of your disorder and not how you actually want to act/feel/think, it’s easier.




4. You’ve got some extra baggage.

Statistically, you’re more likely to also be an alcoholic, cutter, habitual shoplifter, gambler, pill-popper, frequent over-drafter, Adderall sniffer, reckless driver, dope-copper, or compulsive woo-hoo’er.

You’re more likely to eat way too much, way too little.

Many of us are hard-wired for impulsivity; we experience intense, unbearable emotions and have—err—differently-abled “stop and go” receptors in our brains that are fucking terrible at their job.

The most detrimental aspect of this impulsivity is that we consistently fail to remember what happens when the chase ends and we’re left feeling even lower and emptier than ever.

The desire for pleasure becomes even more enthralling in this state.

And so, the chase becomes cyclical and has no end.

This is one of the biggest complication.




5. It’s not your fault!

Most folks are under the impression that “personality disorder” is just headshrinker jargon for “shitty person.

People tend to equate personality with identity.

Rah, rah, rah, if the problem’s with your personality, then it must be a choice!
Right?
No, not really.
Or at all.

There are many different players in the development of BPD.

Research suggests that it can be attributed to both biological factors and your shitty-ass childhood.

Nature and nurture double-teamed us.
And it hurts.

Biologically, genetics, neurological factors, and irregularities in certain areas of the brain all contribute to the development of BPD.

A good 65% of us with BPD have a mother or father who also has it.

A lot of us were abused.

A lot of us never had a stable parental figure.

These and more are all things that can drive identity disturbance, fear of abandonment, emotional extremes, “splitting”, etc.

I’m not saying any of this is an excuse, however, but it does explain things especially to those who blame themselves for having BPD.




6. You’re interesting and exciting to others.

If there exists any kind of “upside” to the behaviors I described above,
it could be that to those we meet for the first time,
we often exude a mysterious passion
and insatiable lust for life
that both men and women find pretty alluring.

Most Borderlines I’ve met have been intelligent, artistic, and overwhelmingly charming, despite their issues.

We can be some of the most entertaining people.

We’ve got some of the best stories because we’ve experienced some crazy shit.

People tend to be drawn to us, entertained by us, romanced by us.

Our culture has glamorized being whimsically impulsive, thrill-seeking, and acutely intuitive, e.g. the “Manic Pixie Dream Girl” craze.

Most artistic muses I’ve met and read about exhibit a number of Borderline traits.
 
There’s just something arresting about our oceanic moods,
lust for pleasure,
and that dreamy way in which we drift with obstinacy from genre to genre,
scene to scene,
person to person,
desperately searching for who we really are.

Tell me that isn’t romantic as hell. :P





7. You’re crazy in bed.

Alright, alright.

This is purely a theory I have based on all the Borderlines I’ve known personally, my own experiences, and research.

Maybe the old wives’ tale is true:
insecure girls are just good in the sack.

Why, you ask?

We have an insatiable desire to
please those who want to please us,
we’re eerily intuitive
(particularly if we grew up in scary and/or unpredictable households
wherein we had to figure out how to act all the time to avoid explosive conflict),
and some of us have some serious Authority issues,
which can certainly make for,
well,
interesting sex.

The finely-tuned Borderline intuition is an example of what I like to call a
“mental illness gift” that can be used for good or evil.

But it can also be used to pick up on how your loved ones are feeling even if they’re trying to hide it,
be insanely good at gift-giving,
know intrinsically how to act around different people,
and decipher exactly what it is that makes your lover tick - sexually, also.




8. Your best friend/partner is one strong motherfucker.

You have both preciously loved and vehemently hated them.

You’ve probably accused them of not caring about you and maybe even caused a fight based on your feelings, not fact.

One particularly damaging feature of BPD is what’s called “splitting,”
which is when you alternate between idealizing and devaluing a person.

Way more often than not, you don’t even know you’re doing it and it can occur over anything from a full-on blowout to a perceived slight,
regardless of the other person’s true intentions.

For me, I tend to experience splitting with the people I care about most and have the greatest fear of losing.

The intense Borderline fear of being abandoned by someone you love can drive you to both obsess over their involvement in your life
and also push them away in response to perceived or anticipated rejection.

My favorite BPD book is appropriately called,
“I Hate You, Don’t Leave Me,”
and the title, though a little cheesebally,
accurately describes how splitting feels.

You both love the person for the fuzzy feelings that the close relationship fosters
and hate them for the equally unfuzzy and scary feelings
that losing that close relationship provokes.





9. You are also one strong motherfucker.

Having BPD pretty much guarantees you a rough time in maintaining healthy, stable relationships, regulating your emotions, reacting to stress, subduing your impulsive whims, remembering who you are and what you value at all times, and so much more difficult symptoms and difficulties.

It’s a hard disorder to live with.

As a person with Borderline Personality Disorder, I spend my life feeling like the weary captain of a damaged ship, trying to stay afloat in a treacherous storm.

Please remember:
yes, the storm within you is raging, chaotic, and seemingly endless,
but what you must do - is hold on.

A better life and becoming more able to cope with BPD symptoms and the illness itself IS possible.

You can do this.

As I said above,
You are one strong motherfucker!



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