I've been depressed for a while and after a suicide attempt and some self harming I was put under the care of the crisis team. The psychiatrist has diagnosed me with Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder and major depression. I'm signed off work so have a LOT of time on my hands. The meds have been up and down, they've tweaked the dose a few times, I'm currently on 30mg citalopram and 7.5mg Olanzipine and do feel much more balanced (although I currently have tonsilitis so that's knocked me back over the past couple of days).
I've been reading a lot about my diagnosis and while in a lot of ways it's been helpful to frame my overspending, alcohol and drug abuse, recklessness, dramatic and turbulent relationships and bad choices as symptomatic of my disorder rather than me being evil, it's also made me evaluate all my good relationships.
I've been very happily married to my second husband and according to what I've read this can only have worked if he's co dependant and with low self esteem. Tbh I do push and push him but he's always so steady and there for me, and tends to let me have my own way with all my impulsivity (buying a brand new car, getting a puppy, completely changing from being a sahm to working ft and back again, taking on a huge mortgage for eg). I now feel as if the whole relationship is really unfair on him and wonder if it would all be over if he did challenge me. I ask him every day if he loves me and he always sings my praises, to which I always answer 'I don't know why'.
There's no cure for my disorder, although they are treating the depression, and I feel as though the past 8 years that I've been with him have been a fake, in that he has kept me balanced until other stresses took over and sent me into a suicidal depression.
I'm also terrified that I've utterly ruined my kids by being so changeable and emotionally unstable. All the literature about EUPD doesn't make for pleasant reading.
I know it doesn't change who I am but it has made me rethink everything I thought about myself, all the grudges I've held over the years and all the perceived slights that were most likely me overreacting.
Any advice from fellow sufferers, or indeed anybody, would be gratefully accepted.