Not an exceptionally low self image. I have always felt misunderstood since childhood. I am now 67 and have NEVER had a lasting friendship aside from a wife who is an agoraphobic, and who doesn't have the choice to run away, but would no doubt do so given the choice. I'm not appreciated. I voluntarily gave up my country, and my religion. I've always worked hard to earn a living. I don't drink---apart from the occasional beer with my meal, I don't smoke, I have never taken drugs, apart from those prescribed. I don't intentionally set out to harm or abuse anyone, I believe in treating others with respect, as I would like to be treated. So why have a led a **** existence of a life without much fun. Is it really because of a borderline personality disorder?