You know you're borderline when...

bpd2, were you in my room last night or did you hack my web cam?

Actually, I don't know if I'm borderline or not. Some therapists have said so, but my current T and P-doc don't seem to be of that opinion.

However, hubby and I are both sick with chest colds. Yesterday he grumbled carelessly about having to take out the garbage even though he didn't feel well, after I had cooked, cleaned the kitchen, and done laundry while feeling as sick as he is, so of course that means he thinks I'm just fine but never do anything around the house except sit on my big fat lazy @$$. I'm sick too, but he doesn't care about me, boohoohoo.

By the way, SophiaFlying and I are not related. *waves to Sophia*

I think my dog my be BPD, He is so mean to our other dog one minute and the next minute he grooming him. and if the other dod is out side he sits at the door and whines and waits for him to come in just to rough up the other dog. He can't be kenneled alone they sleep in the same kennel or he cries all night. but then he is so rough and mean you swear he hated the other dog. animal are just like people it is so weird.

Hope it's ok to hijack this thread- it is making laugh and cry at the same time - wow splitting both ways at the same- BPD for sure!!!

Cluelessgluten- your dog is making me LOL!! You know what they say- pets are just like their owners

You know your borderline when one minute you're telling your mom how much you love her and the next you're screaming at her because she told you the music you listen to is crap, and blow up at her the rest of the night over the dumbest things.

..you go back and read some responses to your past posts, and someone questions something you said. So you immediately get anxious about it, wondering if what you said was stupid and why did you start the thread anyway...? And then you decide you hate that person because of this, and are sure that they hate you, and so you will make sure never to reply to any of there posts or send thanks to them. That'll show them! Ha!

Your idea of decision making is locking yourself in the bathroom and waiting for the toilet bowl to give you a sign.

You cannot trust anyone - even yourself. So you hire a private detective to watch you

...and you pay extra for color photos.

The dog pisses on the couch so you throw the couch away and decide to live without one...it's easier.

Omers: Nice decor!

Baltazar: crackin' me UP!

HUMOR ROCKS!

You have a knot in your shoelace and you throw it across the room and start crying about how much your life sucks and how you wish everything could just be easier.

All your friends are borderline cause everyone else just seems CRAZY.

And when you search for the shoe you threw across the room, you can't find it, but it was the only pair you wanted to wear. So, you just won't go out! Fine! Who needs people! Then when someone calls to ask where are you, you sit and listen to the answering machine, won't pick up, and wait for them to call again--because if they really care, they will, right???

a little something for all my BPD friends,, Love YOU~! Gus

But when they don't call back now you know they don't like you for sure. You just know they think your a weirdo. Who need's people anyway. bah humbug... Then you find the missed call on your cell phone you had on vibrate...

When you go into BPD chat for the first time and take up all of BPD2's time, leaving no time for anyone else. Then you leave the room at the end of chat, feeling guilty that you were too needy, and not wanting to speak to anyone in chat ever again because they all hate you for taking up their time and you're ashamed of yourself, but you know you'll be back just to see what horrible things they are saying about you.

Silly Chronic! That was hard, hard stuff. You were brave--you rocked!

...you get in a huge fight with your husband again, and swear that THIS time you mean every thing you say, that he is just adding to your misery, often on purpose just to make it worse for you. 25 years wasted.

So you go off in fantasy land and try to convince yourself that you will just leave- find a place to go and completely change your life. Volunteer in a desert or something where your life has some value and you can't be taken for granted anymore. You will be happy. You HATE your husband and cannot for the life of you remember why you married him. Things always sucked. They always will. You hate the way he eats and sighs and walks and everything else.

Then a little time passes. Your mood changes, you get into a funk. You are lonely and sad and feel completely miserable and so so depressed. You start to see little things that make you feel like maybe he isn't so bad. He even acts a little vulnerable.. maybe you have broken him down some. You have been horrible, Maybe you are lucky he has put up with you. My god, he supports you and you would be dead without him. He is your ONLY friend! OMG you can't live without him!!! Ever!!!

So you start getting nicer and feel a little relieved and even think you will forgive him and then joke about "giving him" some "good sex" if you know what I mean. Then later that night, all of a sudden he starts paying attention to you.. Then he mentions your earlier sex comment, and you just explode!! Oh, so after all of this, all of this estrangement, he actually just wants to ignore all of the other stuff.. ignore the touch feely parts, the things about leaving him and your sadness etc... Instead of telling you how sorry he is and how very much he needs you, he just wants a quickie.

So you get really really hurt and pissed and start swearing a LOT and go right back to where you were before. You were right about him after all!

PHEW!!!! You are miserable again! Thank God for that- back in the familiar comfort zone of misery! (because last time, you gave in, felt better for about 2 minutes, and THEN returned to that place. At least this time you skipped the two minutes of feeling better!!

So sorry about the above rambling post... I had a bad evening...!

I thought I was the only one that did this!!!!!

a friend posts and is really hurting, and all you can think of are sex jokes.....

No sorry needed. I totally get it

You start to see some areas of gray - outside the "black and white" thinking and say: "Wow."

You have good reason to be proud. This is a great forum and being able to laugh at yourself while dealing with a disorder such as BPD takes real courage is a sign of real character. I am here because my best friend has BDP and I really do understand the level of self that this disorder attacks you. I have seen my best friend when all her defences are down and I could actually see her shame in her face, it was the saddest thing I have ever seen, it brings me to tears everytime I think about it.

The posts are really hillarious, they are cracking me up.

You realize life as you know it is about to change...and you feel nothing.