Been reading up on borderline personality disorder,and I definitely think my husband has it. It explains so much. Like I can’t even count the number of times he’s cried at the thought of me abandoning him or told me he’s worried about that when he’s literally been living with my family for the last decade and I’ve always factored him into my future goals and never until a couple days ago ever mentioned or acted like I’d ever leave him. Or the reckless driving that’s so bad I have panic attacks as a passenger. The random binges on food, alcohol, or weed but not having any consistent reliance/problems like an alcoholic or someone with BED would have. Being knowledgeable and proactive yet maxes out credit cards and lets bills go to collections over purchases so stupid like vanity plates or automatic qtip dispensers. Having extreme anxiety and anger over things that yeah are stressful/annoying but will be relatively small like someone forgetting to put an out of office notice on their email.
We had a really good talk the other day before I realized this and suggested he seek therapy and made it clear that I will NOT be putting up with his emotional blow ups and WILL leave if that continues, but now with this new insight idk if that’s enough. I feel bad and definitely think people with personality disorders deserve love, but idk how to live with someone sooooo dependent on me that they genuinely would consider offing themselves and their pets if I left yet will scream at me when they get overwhelmed by starting a new job or moving.
Sometimes I wonder how much of my mental “disorders” are not actually me having genuine psychological disorders, but are me not realizing/having to cope with severely disordered close family and friends my whole life and not knowing what normal behaviors and relationships look like.