People with BPD traits are known to endlessly resist boundaries. And whenever we make an exception they will behave as though that exception negated the entire boundary. So what to do? Something not very intuitive... Boundaries are for us. How so? Our boundaries are what we do in response to poor behavior incidents and patterns.
Of course, expect push back. We call them extinction bursts, determined efforts to get us to retreat back to the prior failed patterns. Still, there will be setbacks as with any addictions, but they must be overall positive, as in the "two steps forward, one step back" variety.
Of course, expect push back. We call them extinction bursts, determined efforts to get us to retreat back to the prior failed patterns. Still, there will be setbacks as with any addictions, but they must be overall positive, as in the "two steps forward, one step back" variety.
100% agree with this. I also agree that boundaries can be tough to enforce. Like mine: "You can live with me if you are respectful, working full time and drug-free." Why this boundary? Because I believe that's what's needed for a peaceful living situation, one in which all adults contribute, are respectful and don't engage in abusive behaviors. By the way, I define "working" in the broad sense, through some combination of paid work, schooling, volunteering, training, therapy, housework and/or searching for a job--you know, doing something productive for yourself or your environment. Anyway, my pwBPD would claim she was working "really hard." Actually, she'd start out OK, maybe working two or three shifts a week, while making a huge show of filling out applications for half an hour, and getting an online interview from time to time. I'd think, that's not really full time, but it's better than nothing, and she got a couple interviews, so that's a gigantic plus. To me, she was moving in the right direction (ForeverDad's "overall positive"), even if she was technically falling short of the bargain. Nevertheless, this situation was short lived. A few weeks later, she stopped filling out applications, and a month later, she hadn't landed any more interviews. The hours she worked dwindled, to maybe one shift per week, or none. Her mood soured, because she KNEW she wasn't holding up her end of the bargain, and also because I think she realized that her ideal office job wouldn't just fall into her lap like she expected. She lost her momentum, and she was slipping back into old habits, namely sleeping and napping most of the days away, when she was supposed to be working, training and/or filling out job applications. The only reason she could sleep during daytime was because she was living with me for free. So we had to ask her to leave. Actually, I think she wanted us to ask her to leave, because she couldn't stand the sense of failure, AND she wanted to be able to play victim and say that she was "kicked out." Well, she was kicked out, but it was her decision, because to stay she would have had to get a job, any job--and there were abundant HELP WANTED signs within a five-mile radius. It was her choice, and her dad and I reacted how we said we would, when it was clear there was negative momentum. Sure, her narrative will be different, but deep down, she knows she gave up on herself. She just wants to blame it on me and her dad. The good news is, that when she lives on her own, she HAS to get a job to make rent. And she has done that, more or less. The momentum shifted when the enablement ended!



