I haven't been here in ages due to personal reasons, and when I come back, here's this section for BPD.
I have it, and it almost destroyed my marriage.
Jim was convinced I have bipolar disorder, and my doctor said no. Jim said, "I don't care what your doctor says. She doesn't live with you. I do."
And we separated. When we were both educated about BPD, we came to these conclusions:
It turned out I couldn't get an apartment in the same building. It's for elderly and disabled people. I'm disabled, but they have to have a certain percentage of elderly people. When Jim moved in, the minimum age for new tenants was 55, to maintain that quota. He was old enough, and that's what got me in--on his lease. When he left, it turned out they had raised the minimum age to 62. He's 61 and was grandfathered in because he was already here, but I couldn't get in as head of household on my own lease.
Jim later aplogized profusely to me. He didn't intend for me to have to go to a homeless shelter. I was in one for several months and finally was able to move into my own apartment under special assistance for people with disablities.
Meanwhile we are working out our issues. We cannot live together because his building won't allow two people in an efficiency, there's a two-year waiting list to get another one bedroom, and my one bedroom is not accessible to his wheelchair. But I am with him on weekends, and we go to church together. That's allowed, so long as I'm not actually living with him. I have no internet access at home, but I can come here and post. My posts will not be daily, but it allows me to come back.
Jim and I are both in individual therapy and under psychiatric care. It may be a while before we can live together again, though, if ever. But we are still married, still committed and still faithful. We'll probably get into couples counseling as we both get more stable individually.
It's rare to see a man with BPD, but hubby got lucky....
I have it, and it almost destroyed my marriage.
Jim was convinced I have bipolar disorder, and my doctor said no. Jim said, "I don't care what your doctor says. She doesn't live with you. I do."
And we separated. When we were both educated about BPD, we came to these conclusions:
- It's easy to confuse borderline with bipolar. They have a lot of the same symptoms. So it's easy to see why he didn't believe my doctor.
- He hadn't really given my med adjustment time to work.
- He's borderline also. It's documented that two borderlines have trouble living together.
It turned out I couldn't get an apartment in the same building. It's for elderly and disabled people. I'm disabled, but they have to have a certain percentage of elderly people. When Jim moved in, the minimum age for new tenants was 55, to maintain that quota. He was old enough, and that's what got me in--on his lease. When he left, it turned out they had raised the minimum age to 62. He's 61 and was grandfathered in because he was already here, but I couldn't get in as head of household on my own lease.
Jim later aplogized profusely to me. He didn't intend for me to have to go to a homeless shelter. I was in one for several months and finally was able to move into my own apartment under special assistance for people with disablities.
Meanwhile we are working out our issues. We cannot live together because his building won't allow two people in an efficiency, there's a two-year waiting list to get another one bedroom, and my one bedroom is not accessible to his wheelchair. But I am with him on weekends, and we go to church together. That's allowed, so long as I'm not actually living with him. I have no internet access at home, but I can come here and post. My posts will not be daily, but it allows me to come back.
Jim and I are both in individual therapy and under psychiatric care. It may be a while before we can live together again, though, if ever. But we are still married, still committed and still faithful. We'll probably get into couples counseling as we both get more stable individually.
It's rare to see a man with BPD, but hubby got lucky....
