Hi Kels76
Thank you for your help.
Can I ask, when did you find out about BPD? Was it when your D started therapy for it? Or earlier -- for example, did she get a diagnosis before starting therapy?
If she got a diagnosis, how did she handle that -- was she accepting of the diagnosis?
A few months ago, she was living in the nice apartment and the "deal" was that she must keep it clean or go back to the other "not so nice" apartment. We went away for about 6 weeks working abroad and got back and the place as a tip. I had agreed with her before that if she couldn't take care of herself and the flat, then we would have to sell it and find a bigger place so we could all live together and we could take care of her. We rented out our family home since she went to uni.
So we arrived back and the flat was a tip and I started tidying up and she seemed accepting that she'd bust her last chance (after many others before). She was tidying up with me, popping out for multiple cigarettes and we ate and stayed the night with her. Half way through the night, the police turn up at the door - turns out she had been leaving social media status updates which her friends would see which said that she was going to commit suicide. She had switched off her phone sp that her friends couldn't reach her. And she had played the whole evening as "normal" - eating, TV, chatting, sleeping. Her friends had called the police who had come to investigate. I woke her up, she talked to them privately - a social worker turned up and she talked privately to them too. Then the police came back to inform us that she was admitting herself to hospital for treatment.
It was a mental health ward and we visited a few times and they wanted to release her after 3 weeks back to the flat she had wrecked (which we were staying in). Long story but because she wanted no interference from us any more, she finally accepted that she should move back to the old "not so nice" one where we wouldn't bother her - and the hospital had arranged a weekly therapist. During this therapy, she informs us that she has been diagnosed.
Yes, it's common sense she needs someone to blame because that makes it easier on whatever conscience she has at the moment.
I've just started "Stop Walking on Eggshells" so we'll see how that goes!
I'm torn between thinking she is making the most enormous con out of this situation or she is genuinely ill. She has always been quite lazy, but the few holiday jobs she has had, she has been a consciencious and hardworking employee - always on time etc. She tells me that she can silo the right behaviour for work but not in her personal life; that makes no sense to me, but it is what it is.
I've just started to say no when she asks for money, so that's one more hurdle we're over. I let her move back into the nicer flat (because I can sleep better at night) and we can manage as long as she pays us the housing element of her social allowance. I think the next hurdle might be when she doesn't pay, but in the UK you can elect to receive those funds direct from the government, so I'll probably arrange that.
If I get that sorted then we don't need to communicate and she can make a mess of the place as she likes and sort it out herself. Obviously, we'll always be here to help emotionally, but as I've learnt from this forum, we shouldn't be doing anything for them that they should be doing for themselves. So, no more extra money - she gets enough to live on if she is frugal. No more cleaning up - I'm just not going round there at all. I've read enough on this forum to know that we should value ourselves first and our adult BPD chidren need to come second.
Thank you everyone for sharing your stories... I'm a newbie, but you have already saved me from insanity!