So I ended up on bpdfamily in an attempt to deal with my raging hate-crush on my boyfriend's pill of an ex. I am also fascinated by the disorder, which was the first time I'd really delved into psychological issues of any kind.
Since then, I've learned to identify likely BPD/NPD from miles away (they are everywhere, apparently... .). But, as all the red flag posts show, sometimes it's hard to see the forest when you're in the trees.
Issue at hand: I've been looking back at my very first relationship with a lot of questions. Many of the person's behaviors seem BPD, but I am not fully feeling it, and I don't know enough about psychology to categorize him. Perhaps you lovely lot can confirm, or steer me in a helpful direction.
Personal background: I am an adult child of an alcoholic/dysfunctional family. I have codependency issues for days. I realize how much that contributed to this situation and how I allowed myself to be a victim.
All this happened several years ago. Obviously I am not proud of it and have a lot of issues to contend with. At the bottom of the post is a summary; scroll down if you don't wish to read my rambling.
The person in question was my first relationship, first everything. He was much older than I was and in a position of influence. He was also married with children. I idolized him, as did my peers. We had scads in common.
We knew each other for two years without any hint of attraction, before he suddenly approached me, not long after his children were born.
He claimed that his wife was cruel, sociopathic, hated him. But he couldn't leave because "of the kids" That she had "bullied" him into having children (many years into the marriage). Now having to take care of the children (whom he loved ever so much) was ruining his life. He had tried to kill himself, got put in a psych ward, and his wife was so cruel about it! And I, being so naive, so understanding, so accustomed to unacceptable behavior and so eager to help someone I admired so much, bought all this at face value. He needed me, and I'd be a bad person if I refused, right?
I was "wonderful" and he "loved me" immediately. He got upset because I did not tell him I loved him within a week of the relationship.
It was ok for him to have this relationship, he said, because his therapist approved. He "couldn't get his emotional needs met at home", so he was entitled.
I told no one.
This continued for three years. There was a lot of "sit around and be sad about his life" time. His job (3 days a week maximum, made over 50 grand, was really good at it, and where he was absolutely adored by everyone) was so "unsustainable". When he had to take over childrearing duties so his wife could pursue her interests or work, it was the worst thing that could happen to him. His artwork was not in big museums around the world. Everyone wanted a piece of him. He was so trapped with his horrible wife. Etc, etc.
I was his savior. He "needed this relationship". I was the only thing keeping him alive. He needed to stay alive to take care of his children. Etc.
The first big blowup was maybe a year in. I had planned a weekend with my friends. I was out with them, he got into a fight w/wife, called me up. When I did not immediately abandon my friends to go find him, I got called so many names. I blamed myself for being so horrible. More followed as I started to feel trapped and began drifting away from him. Once I took public transportation for two hours at night to get to him because he was vaguely threatening suicide. I had to break into the apartment and found him passed out on the floor. He had written me a letter: "**ck you you selfish c***" hundreds of times on a sheet of paper. The next morning he became embarrassed that he had done that, and overjoyed that I had "come to save him" the night before. The next day, for no apparent reason, he sent me the letter.
I was always selfish, selfish and weak. Too weak to provide him the "unconditional love" that he needed. I never retaliated to his attacks or defended myself.
Physically I hated it. I was initially curious about the whole thing, but it made me sick to my stomach with guilt and I was not physically attracted to him. But he insisted that he had to because "it was the only way to feel close to me". And if we couldn't do that, then he could never see me again! I would get upset and cry sometimes, and he would get upset, often spiraling into a depression. It was never explicitly said, but the chain was still made very clear: If you do not do this, I can never see you again. If I never see you again, I will kill myself. And if I kill myself, I will be abandoning my children.
Long story short, he began to be in and out of psych wards more often as I withdrew from him. Finally, I told someone about the whole deal, immediately saw how CRAZY it was, and told him I would no longer let him touch me. I was "friends" with him-talking to him on the phone only-until one day he started harassing me at work. I was fed up and went NC. He made one or two halfhearted drama suicide attempts and went in hospital again before he finally succeeded in killing himself-texting me all the while, blaming me while he did it.
Later I found out he was, not surprisingly, carrying on similar relationships with at least two other young women at the same time. One was an alcoholic mess; the other I don't know much about.
So, in a nutshell, BPD-esque behaviors:
-panic when faced with abandonment;
-entitlement;
-mood swings (best to the worst), rages (would sometimes rage at people on the street over minor incidents)
-suicide attempts, threats, occasional bodily harm
-manipulation, targeting emotionally messed up women who looked up to him,
-a void of need, needed a lot of
validation,
Things that don't fit?:
-Good at job, well-liked, no "enemies", large social group.
-some black and white thinking, had a fairly stable sense of identity, consistent set of interests and opinions;
-rages were not as frequent as I would associate with BPD
-frequently expressed sorrow and apologized for his behavior
He was seeing a therapist and a psychiatrist and was on antidepressants (often used these as excuses for bad behavior-he was "unwell" but "trying to get better"... .he would pull this as he was being abusive) but I don't really know enough to be able to figure out what was going with him. He was very depressed. Was he some category of NPD? Bipolar? High-functioning BPD?
Any insight is appreciated. I know what I did wrong and why on my end; I am trying to figure out what was going on in the other end.