Hi. It's my first time here!
Now let me start. I am the youngest of four children. I was a bundle of joy, very boisterous and didn't care at all what others thought. Until one day, I was about 7, my mom told me, 'don't act like that, people will think [something's wrong with you]'. From that day forward I had built this false self. I had no idea what it was that I had to stop doing, I just gathered from what my mom said that it was no longer safe to be myself, ever. So I built this fluid chameleon of a self. I know exactly who the other person wants me to be in any situation. I switch personas seamlessly depending on who I am talking to. And if I make a mistake in any relationship I assume that person hates me, despite their pleading with me that they don't. This has resulted in me abandoning a lot of people who still wanted friendship with me. I've historically been a people-pleaser which has set me up to be used and abused. My whole life has been a constant state of disassociation - always mentally 5 steps ahead of every relationship, consumed with ideas on how to keep from being abandoned. Doing things I don't want to do and saying things I don't want to say just to keep from any possibility of rocking the boat. This has consumed me so much that I forgot to simply rest and be myself. Also I go from idealizing to hating people really quickly. For instance I'm totally hating a new friend of mine right now for a perceived wrong of hers (assumed, not proven) and just a couple weeks ago I thought she was perfect and could do no wrong in my eyes. And yes I see the paradox of me fearing being abandoned but also abandoning people at the drop of a hat. (But now that I see this issue I'm going to work at seeing my friend as a complete person with flaws and strengths and areas that need improvement, just like me
Also, I am quick to meet someone for the first time and instantly think a friendship or relationship with them is going to solve all my problems. Usually these people are people who are quirky, comfortable in their own skin and don't care what other people think of them - who I used to be before aged 7.
About 4 months ago I came to Christ and since then so many pieces of my fallen nature have fallen away. And this mask I've been putting on is the latest. And here I am now. Being myself. It's so foreign and strange and I am so thankful to God for introducing myself to me. Today I asserted my needs in a conversation with someone. This is A BIG DEAL. I usually deify everyone else's needs and points of view and invalidate my own, automatically. I still find myself dissociating every now and then, but the times I'm remembering to stay present in who I actually am is becoming more and more frequent. All glory to God.
Anywho I just want to know if anyone with BPD can relate to my story and tell me how their walk with Christ has helped them recover.