Hello and welcome to the family. I'm so sorry you're going through this and I also have a 27 year old BPD daughter (and a BPD ex-wife). I can relate to so much of your journey and I fought many of the same battles. I think I knew something was very off when my kid was maybe 5 or 6 years old. The teenage years were catastrophic though!
The best advice I ever received was from a psychiatrist who laughed at me. He actually laughed at everyone and our secret nickname for him was Dr. Happy. We brought our kid to his hospital for her 6th or 7th in-patient stay (first time at this hospital) and he looked at my ex-wife and I with puzzlement. He asked, "Why are you still here?
I explained that our child had BPD and this happened, that happened, and that she's a danger to herself and others. But he laughed at me and repeated the question. "That's why your daughter is here...but why are you still here?"
I repeated the same things, all the ways I want to help my daughter, and he continued to laugh at me. I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone or something because it wasn't making any sense. I thought maybe he didn't understand me.
Finally, he said, "Do you think that you have any impact at all on your daughter's mental health?"
And of course I did. I'm her dad and it's my responsibility to protect her, to guide her. More laughter.
Finally, he explained that I'm responsible for myself and I have zero control over anyone else in my life. The same is true for my daughter, and I was trying to work harder than she was to overcome mental illness. He stressed that it doesn't work that way, I can't save her and I can't heal her. Only she can do that for herself.
With that, he came back to the original question- so why are you still here?
My wife at the time finally spoke up and said, "Well, what are we supposed to be doing then?"
And Dr. Happy gave a pretty epic answer. He said, "I don't know. Go see a movie, take a beach vacation, have great sex in the living room. That's not for me to say. But your task for the next week is to let go of this ridiculous burden you're carrying by thinking that you can do a single thing that can make your kid better."
My life honestly changed after that day by fully understanding that my kid is in control and she won't get better until she's personally ready to commit to therapy. I could scream, I could plead and beg, and it made absolutely no difference whatsoever. The way to get past something in our lives is to actually get past it...nobody can do it for us.
So I'm telling you what Dr. Happy told me- stop being a prisoner to your own guilt and shame. You can't save your daughter, not even the best doctors in the world can save her until she's ready to actually make changes. You can save yourself though by focusing on your own mental health and letting go that mountain of fear. Let your kid fall down, let her struggle. That's the only way she'll actually realize that she needs help in the first place.
That's what we did and several years later, my kid took therapy seriously. She actually sought out Dr. Happy, even though she hated him at first, and the changes in her life were substantial. She's still mentally ill, of course, but she has such a great handle on checking herself and learning to avoid self-sabotage. It helped me heal as well though by realizing that it's not my burden and I can only do so much.
I hope that helps and again, welcome to the family!




