I was diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder many years ago, and have been taking pretty much the same medications over this time. I have BPD. I know I have it. I recognize the symptoms when they get worse. I wouldn’t dream of stopping them, for fear of the consequences.
It has long been thought that BPD was caused by abuse as a child, or some other horrendous trauma experienced when young. It has been brought to my attention that in order for someone to develop BPD, there has to be one or both parents who suffer from this disorder. This disorder is passed on genetically.
Without the genetics, BPD does not occur, despite popular belief, because of chronic abuse as a child, alone. The gene must also be present. I realized a couple years ago, that my mother must have had the same disorder. Based on the way that she treated me, along with the sexual abuse from my father, I developed BPD.
There has to be at least five symptoms a person must have to be diagnosed with this disorder.
- Unstable or poorly regulated emotional responses – anger, anxiety, depression
- Inappropriate intense anger that is difficult to control
- Chronic feelings of emptiness
- Self-damaging acts such as excessive spending, unsafe sex, substance abuse, binge eating, and
- Suicidal ideation, acts, threats, self-injurious behavior
- Persistent, unstable self-image
- Paranoid ideation or severe dissociative episodes
- behaviors from most people, impaired social reasoning under stress
- Frantic acts due to chronic fear of abandonment, very intense and unstable relationships
To be diagnosed with BPD, five of these nine symptoms must be present. When I finally learned about Borderline Personality Disorder, it was sort of an ‘aha’ moment. Now, things that I feel or do, I understand why. I suffer from eight of these nine symptoms.
I understand why I will do almost anything to prevent what I perceive as abandonment. I understand why all of my relationships were either inappropriate, extremely intense and unstable. I understand why I have a great deal of new debt, that has occurred after the agreement with the debt management program, that I would not apply for anymore credit cards, and this new debt is due to three new credit cards. I understand why I became a chronic alcoholic (Nearly 17 years sober now). I understand the cuts on my arms, the overdoses, and all the threats of suicide, and all of the psychiatric hospitalizations.
I understand now, why I am me, and why I still do many of the things on that list. Do you now understand me?
Ditto Karen. Same diagnosis and I rebelled against it for years. Now I’m 57 I just accept it. But the thing is it comes and goes (comes especially when under pressure). Now I don’t care if people don’t “get it” because …. we’re all different I guess. Maybe you’ve inspired me to write about my take on the subject too.Loved the wheelchair games!
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I’m 56 now, and just accept it. I know that my therapist knows it too. Great video, huh? I have what, nine of these videos now? That’s how long I’ve been playing. I keep going back because I love it, though I wasn’t real fond of the heat in Salt Lake City!
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I understand you loud and clear! It’s a freeing feeling being able to accept oneself for who they are and what they deal with. That enables someone to be able to know where to go next. Very enlightening. 🙂
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Congratulation on 17 years of sobriety and thank you for this post. I didn’t know anything about BPD and found it very enlightening.
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Thanks. I was happy to put that information out there. People may understand my writings a little more clearly.
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