Hi, all! Thank you for being here. I just finished reading
Walking on Eggshells and am looking to continue that path to support.
I know 12 is young for diagnosis, but it's really explained so much. In addition to strongly embodying six of the nine DSM criterion (and showing early signs of a seventh), after reading the book, I could see so many of our conversations and her behaviors directly mirrored.
Things have long been difficult, with the unexplainable outbursts, extreme reactions to small (or completely imagined) slights, but in the past six months or so, they have ramped up to a great degree.
She's in therapy. After a few months of it, we had an emergency session when the school called, saying another parent had reported her posting disturbing things on social media: pictures of herself crying, pictures of scratches on her arms, posts about hating her life and wondering what the point of life was.
A second emergency session came just a week later, when my husband and I were about to head out of the house, she whispered to our son (14), "I could kill you in your sleep and no one would ever know." She insisted, alternately, that she was kidding and that we had heard her wrong, and wound up still leaving for a short while. When we got back, she had locked one of our small dogs in the bathroom, because she was "bothering" her. Her therapist, at this point, recommended she be evaluated by a psychiatrist.
The psychiatrist's evaluation in May, however, was brief at best, and seemed wholly focused on putting her on Prozac. We were originally against this, hoping instead for a deeper diagnosis (I was already thinking it was BPD at this point) and more targeted therapy.
However, things have continued to escalate. She had one week where she had several tantrums that lasted hours, one with absolutely no provocation other than self-imposed pressure over a short take-home quiz that she didn't know what to write for one answer. She was sobbing and pacing and hitting her head. We had her take a break and go sit in her room and at the last second, I had to tell her dad that we needed her to leave the door open, because I was worried she would hurt herself. We almost took her to the hospital before she finally started to calm down.
I just found out over the weekend that she's continued to threaten her brother. She's more than once threatened to kill him, reminding him that she "knows where the knives are." She tells him to kill himself. At one point she physically cornered him, and when he took her shoulders to move him out of the way, screamed out the window that she was going to call the police for sexual harassment.
My husband called to fill the prescription today, and despite my original serious concerns about putting her on medication, I'm now worried that the dose won't be high enough.
On top of worrying about her, which we all have been for awhile, it has become increasingly clear that we also have to worry about protecting the safety (emotional and physical) of our son, and our dogs, our house, and us.
She's already once accused my husband of hitting her. Luckily, it was a case where it was the middle of family gathering and everyone could see that he wasn't even within arm's reach of her. He didn't, and never would. But he spoke to her sharply (trying to keep her from harm when she wasn't being careful by the fire pit), and her immediate response was "WHY DID YOU HIT ME?" She's done the same thing to a lesser degree with her brother and the dogs. But the older she gets, and the more in the world she is, the bigger the risk is for her to be spreading those kinds of lies, or reacting in those violent ways.
But at school? She's fine. Her teachers think she's a delight. She has lots of friends. She splits with some of them, and sometimes in ways that I think are reflective of BPD, but sometimes just in ways that are reflective of being a young teen.
I have been doing what I can to take care of myself. I go to yoga, and my fellow yogis support me well.

My husband is my best friend. My dad and I are close, and he knows the situation, as does my daughter's maternal grandmother.
Anyways, I could go on and on all day. But it has helped so much reading about BPD and tools for handling the conflicts that arise from it, so I'm hoping that talking some of them out here might help too.
So thanks to you all for sharing your stories. And hello!