Friday, January 20, 2012

Here We Go Again

I didn't think it would happen. I thought we were past this. Adelyn has been taken from us again.

How on earth can this happen? Well, I will tell you. I opened my big mouth to the WRONG doctor, forgetting that they have an obligation to report. I had a bad day. A very bad day. I reduced my Seroquel (anti-psychotic) at the recommendation of my doctor. And my mind went screwy. I starting obsessing about cutting myself - all I wanted to do was get a knife from the kitchen and sit in the bathroom slicing my arms. But I knew what would happen...hospital. And I couldn't do that again.

Then the thoughts started about Adelyn. I imagined myself hurting her; I didn't WANT to hurt her, but the thoughts kept coming. All the ways it would happen. I wanted the thoughts to stop, and I thought if I would touch her, it would take away all the horrible images. I wanted to touch her with AFFECTION but what happened was that it triggered thoughts of strangling her. I placed my hand on the back of her neck, and BOOM, there it was. I removed my hand immediately; I knew I wouldn't and COULDN'T do anything to her.

I told my doctor that I laid hands on her. This translated into FACS saying I CHOKED her. Talk of my ABUSING her swirled. I panicked - what is happening here?! I didn't DO anything! It was just thoughts! Please someone explain this to them so that they understand!

And so came the call. You need to take her to your mother-in-law's, she's not allowed to be in your home. And here we go again. I had to call Greg and tell him his daughter was removed (again). I couldn't believe it. No one gets it - I didn't not abuse my daughter! I had ONE bad day THREE weeks ago...someone cut me a break!

So now we fight. I have to go this morning and fight my doctor to tell FACS that I didn't choke Adelyn. I need her to tell FACS that I'm no longer having these thoughts and that our home is safe for Adelyn to return to. I have to fight FACS this afternoon to get them to realize that Adelyn isn't any safer at my in-law's than she is in our own home. I need them to understand that I would NEVER do anything to hurt her, regardless of the thoughts that may cross my mind.

Your prayers for our meeting at 3pm are greatly appreciated. Please pray that I have the right words to make them understand. Please pray that they will have an open mind to what I have to say.

Thank-you for your support.

Friday, January 6, 2012

Fully Embracing my BPD

It is a diagnosis that I have been fighting against ever since this entire episode started. Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD). Seriously? How could I have such an extreme disorder? There is no way I could EVER have this...I was never abused as a child. This is why I thought it just couldn't be true - I thought without abuse, BPD couldn't exist. It wasn't until TODAY that I finally said to myself...this is me. This entire diagnosis is ME.

So what is BPD? The DSM IV defines it as the following...

Diagnostic Criteria for Borderline Personality Disorder

A pervasive pattern of instability of interpersonal relationships, self-image, and affects, and marked impulsivity beginning by early adulthood and present in a variety of contexts, as indicated by five (or more) of the following:

(1) frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment. Note: Do not include suicidal or self-mutilating behavior covered in Criterion 5.

(2) a pattern of unstable and intense interpersonal relationships characterized by alternating between extremes of idealization and devaluation.
*I know some of my friends know exactly what this means. My relationships can be stormy to say the least.

(3) identity disturbance: markedly and persistently unstable self-image of sense of self
*I'm constantly changing career plans, constantly trying to find some sense of self worth

(4) impulsivity in at least two areas that are potentially self-damaging (e.g., spending, sex, substance abuse, reckless driving, binge eating). Note: Do not include suicidal or self-mutilating behavior covered in Criterion 5.
*Without going into detail, I was extremely reckless as a teenager - behaviours that indicated right then and there that something was clearly wrong.
(5) recurrent suicidal behaviors, gestures, or threats, or self-mutilating behavior
*I started "cutting" in highschool, and this has followed me up until my most recent hospitalizations

(6) affective instability = due to a marked reactivity of mood (e.g., intense episodic dysphoria, irritability, or anxiety usually lasting a few hours and only rarely more than a few days)
*I have extreme periods of anxiety that are pretty much disabling - I can also be totally and fully excited about something at the exact same time.

(7) chronic feelings of emptiness
*I never know where I stand.

(8) inappropriate, intense anger or difficulty controlling anger (e.g., frequent displays of temper, constant anger, recurrent physical fights)
* This doesn't really describe me.

(9) transient, stress-related paranoid ideation or severe dissociative symptoms
*Wanting to give Adelyn up for adoption; thoughts that I wanted to hurt Adelyn

As if this wasn't enough, I found this definition of a "low functioning" borderline. And I thought I was "high functioning"...

Indicators of Low Functioning BPD

Cutting CHECK


Hospitalization CHECK


Improvement of Symptoms with Age NOT SURE YET


Inability to Control Behaviors in Public CHECK


Acknowledgement by Friends and Neighbors that there is a Significant Problem CHECK


They More Often Accept the Diagnosis of BPD MORE CURRENTLY


Are More Often in Individual Therapy for their OWN Problems CHECK


More Often Abusive to Strangers or Friends in Public"ABUSIVE" AS IN NASTY, THEN CHECK


Often are Homemakers or Have Some Difficulty in Maintaining a Career Even With a Good Education CHECK


Can’t "Keep it Together" in all Situations CHECK


It's like looking in a mirror. I know I didn't go into too much detail, but I have had a very stormy life characterized by periods of extreme instability, most markedly this recent depression. I don't really know what to think of this...how am I going to be labelled now? Are people going to be afraid of me? Will I lose respect?

Although I am very upfront about my depression, my BPD is something that I'm trying to keep between close friends (and private blog readers). I will not be posting anything other than blog titles on FB. I feel that this is something that needs to be addressed in private, for the sake of my family and friends. If you're reading this, I would ask that you wouldn't discuss it with anyone outside of my blog circle. Your discretion is appreciated.

So where do I go from here? Well, there are no meds for BPD. Only meds for the symptoms of BPD, such as the depression. I will continue on my myriad of meds for the depression, and will have to do a lot of self-discovery to address my BPD. I have enrolled in a support group that should be starting at the end of January. I hope that this group will allow me to see myself in other people, and to know that I'm not alone. I hope that I will discover things in my past that may have contributed to this. I hope that it will give me HOPE for the future, and a feeling that this might actually me manageable and that I don't have to continue living the way I'm living. A tall order, but I think it is achievable.