It's exhausting. Mental illness is exhausting.
Updated: Aug 31
What You Can’t See About Living With Borderline Personality Disorder.
Having a personality disorder isn’t like a lot of other conditions. It isn’t a visible illness.
There is no way to look at someone and see they have struggled with a constant fight inside their own head.
Having a mental illness is frustrating and discouraging for the person with the illness, much less the people around them who love them. There are so many things you cannot see about living with borderline personality disorder. You cannot see the fight that rages internally, the constant search for self for an identity. The constant fear of being abandoned. The fight against the compulsion to spend and/or drink and/or take drugs recklessly in the highs, the fight to not harm myself in the hideous crushing lows or to numb the pain with drugs or alcohol during those dark moments.
There is a part of me that every time I become attached to someone, I’m wondering when they’re going to get tired of the rages, the breakdowns, the constant overwhelming sorrow. When will they walk away? When will they grow frustrated and give up?
Even with the friendships that have stood the test of time and the fight against myself, I still live in fear I will be too much.
That the sheer intensity of how I respond to everything in my life. Other people cannot see not just the noisy war inside my head, but they also can’t see when I’m happy. When everything feels like it’s perfect. When I love so deeply that person becomes a part of my soul. Not just lovers, but also friends.
It’s part of why I cling so desperately to those friends who have stood by me at my worst.
What people cannot see is that for a person with borderline personality disorder, every day is a battlefield in our heads, a war against ourselves, our illness, and living. We fight for every inch we can give ourselves, and it is exhausting.
It's not pretend.
Then there's the therapy and medication side affects to contend with .... another story for another time.
I wouldn't wish BPD on my worst enemy.