let’s forget our past love stories and focus on the one we’re living the one we’re still writing let’s agree that anyone before you, anyone before me were just practice for the honest and magical love we’re experiencing let’s focus on our present and start planning our future that’s waiting to be lived that’s waiting to be written
you burned down my impenetrable wall with your kisses, with your caresses with your honesty, with your authenticity and while I’m terrified that one day you’ll leave I’m reminded every day you’re not temporary fantasy by never feeding me bullshit promises by never avoiding conflict by never treating me like a princess And by always inspiring me and evolving along with me
It was April of 1996 and I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 3 months after he had grown distant from me. I was in a world of despair and teenage angst and longed to no longer exist. I was feeling this rush of intense sadness as I was walking home from school. I looked at the cars on the street and thought about how easy it would be to end my sadness if I got run over by one. As I was alone in my thoughts, I stopped paying attention as I crossed the street and wasn’t aware that a car was coming. It stopped within inches of hitting me and the driver honked at me and yelled at me. I continued to walk in shock of what had just happened. I didn’t know then but I would be walking into many more BPD episodes like this one.
Fast forward to the summer of 2021 and I’m 40, the mother of 3 kids, work 2 jobs, and have a complicated love life. I decide to go back to therapy due to some recent trauma and driving anxiety. I do a 3 hour assessment and when the feedback comes back, it’s there on my concept map: I have Borderline Personality Disorder. I expected the driving phobia but the new diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder was definitely unexpected.
What is Borderline Personality Disorder?
According to Mayo Clinic, “Borderline Personality Disorder or BPD is amental health disorder that impacts the way you think and feel about yourself and others, causing problems functioning in everyday life. It includes self-image issues, difficulty managing emotions and behavior, and a pattern of unstable relationships.“
What are the signs and symptoms?
An intense fear of abandonment, even going to extreme measures to avoid real or imagined separation or rejection
A pattern of unstable intense relationships, such as idealizing someone one moment and then suddenly believing the person doesn’t care enough or is cruel
Rapid changes in self-identity and self-image that include shifting goals and values, and seeing yourself as bad or as if you don’t exist at all
Periods of stress-related paranoia and loss of contact with reality, lasting from a few minutes to a few hours
Impulsive and risky behavior, such as gambling, reckless driving, unsafe sex, spending sprees, binge eating or drug abuse, or sabotaging success by suddenly quitting a good job or ending a positive relationship
Suicidal threats or behavior or self-injury, often in response to fear of separation or rejection
Wide mood swings lasting from a few hours to a few days, which can include intense happiness, irritability, shame or anxiety
Ongoing feelings of emptiness
Inappropriate, intense anger, such as frequently losing your temper, being sarcastic or bitter, or having physical fights
Causes for Borderline Personality Disorder:
Genetics. Some studies of twins and families suggest that personality disorders may be inherited or strongly associated with other mental health disorders among family members.
Brain abnormalities. Some research has shown changes in certain areas of the brain involved in emotion regulation, impulsivity and aggression. In addition, certain brain chemicals that help regulate mood, such as serotonin, may not function properly.
Risk Factors include:
Hereditary predisposition. You may be at a higher risk if a close relative — your mother, father, brother or sister — has the same or a similar disorder.
Stressful childhood. Many people with the disorder report being sexually or physically abused or neglected during childhood. Some people have lost or were separated from a parent or close caregiver when they were young or had parents or caregivers with substance misuse or other mental health issues. Others have been exposed to hostile conflict and unstable family relationships.
Learning about this disorder has been overwhelming and also life changing. Some of my friends didn’t think it was possible for me to have BPD because I’m too nice. I was also kind of in denial at first until I did the research and thought damn, my life finally makes sense to me. I’ve been coping with intense emotions since I could remember and have a pattern of risky and impulsive behavior and sometimes self sabotaging my own success and romantic relationships. One minute my mood can shift from happy and joyful to full on anger and sadness if I am triggered by feelings of rejection, abandonment, being criticized or judged. I also have a tendency to villainize people if I feel threatened by them. Also, when I feel like my life is “too normal” or “too boring”, I seek out an adrenaline rush and create chaos.
Throughout the years, I’ve leaned some healthy coping mechanisms like journaling, writing poetry or blogging, exercising, mediocre dancing and singing. I’ve also had some unhealthy mechanism like drinking, binge shopping, binge eating, having sex for only validation purposes. I’d like to think that I’ve gotten better with time because I’ve become more self aware of myself and my need to survive not only for my myself but also for my kids.
I’m hopeful that with this new diagnosis of BPD and therapy, I’ve have way better coping mechanisms to become a better version of myself. I’m hopeful that going on this new journey, I’ll not only be surviving but I’ll be thriving. I also hope that I heal the girl in the picture above who was a teenager trying to find love for within the arms of a any dude because she didn’t know how to love herself.
I finally read a book I felt seen in I finally read a book that didn’t make a Latina a side character, a vixen or a maid I finally read a book that addressed the complexity of the intersectionality of an American Latina’s identity I finally read a book that changed my life
I give my pain and sorrow to God and it lessens the heaviness in my soul and I’ve never felt lighter and I laugh more and feel content and gratitude and I no longer want to die Instead I’m excited to live I’m excited about my wrinkles and every birthday because I’m finally enjoying the gift of life God has bestowed on me
I was trapped in a mental cage of misery I didn’t know how to rewrite my story and while poetry helped me it was with grief and therapy I finally felt free I learned to let go of old resentments and grudges and healed old emotional bruises and while I still have minor annoyances my anger and angst no longer control me
If you inspire me consider it a gift it means you’ve made an impact on me sure my words may feel angry but that’s just me processing because I have the most painful mental illness and writing angry poems is how I deal with it if you become my muse I must have felt something for you could be hate or love if you’re lucky, it’s both that means you’ll be bestowed with endless poetry about you
forgetting him will be your biggest regret one day as you grow older, you’ll wonder about what could have been if only you had found your courage if only you hadn’t been so passive and now it’s getting too late for you to be a father to him the seeds of resentment are growing in him the damage of your abandonment is irreparable
Delusion is believing this time it will be different ,it’s believing he’s not like the others and really gets you It’s believing him when he tells you he loves you when you know how this story always ends Everything will be fine until one day it’s not and within a few days You go from lovers to strangers
I’m making amends with lovers and friends who’ve hurt me holding this much resentment in feels heavy And I’m tired of being a slave to past grudges it feels like an eternal emotional blockage So I’m filled with empathy and forgiveness For those who’ve made me feel worthless Because enough is really enough and I’m tired of being fueled by hate I wanna now be fueled by love
Cover me with a blanket of lies and tell me you love me tell me I’m the only one for you and false promises about you’ll never leave and how you’re not like the other guys Love me at your convenience, love me when I’m easy I’ll believe the fantasy and play my role of the perfect and polite princess until one day, I grow out of my role and explode and I’ll discover once again you’re like everyone else who can only stand me for a short while and accuse me of being a crazy bitch and leave