NPD, BPD and other disorders

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I saw this meme and It is so funny to me. IMG_9007.jpeg
Is this accurate?
 
whats with a lot latinas having BPD behavior? they call it "spicy" but uhh nah. no. theres a difference between having a dominant attitude and being a psychotic BPD.

all the crazy ones look the same too like damn, they all have that dialect and talk the same that sets them apart from your average latina.
 
whats with a lot latinas having BPD behavior? they call it "spicy" but uhh nah. no. theres a difference between having a dominant attitude and being a psychotic BPD.

all the crazy ones look the same too like damn, they all have that dialect and talk the same that sets them apart from your average latina.
I think it's a farce that mood disorders are always faulty brain structure, half environmental. It can absolutely be learned. What you have there is a culture where it's okay and even encouraged for young women to act like that. No emotional regulation skills are taught. No expectations of respect, manners, empathy, or selflessness. Is it any wonder that they have markers of bipolar/borderline?

On a slightly unrelated note, I guess we're finding out that bipolar disorder is on a spectrum. There's type one, type two, but there're apparently levels between because it's a degenerative disorder. Untreated, it gets worse with time. That's why most people don't get properly diagnosed 'til they're in their thirties or so.

I wonder who here actually knows about bipolar type II. A lot of psychs and doctors don't act like it exists. More people should be made aware so that they're not getting the wrong treatment for years on end.

It's basically a really, really hardcore cyclical depression that can't be treated with antidepressants (only antipsychotics/mood-stabilizers). The manic episodes are periods of feeling high, which the sufferer mistakes for normal their whole lives — hence why they'll feel like something's missing when they get on medication that actually "fixes" them.

I suspect I have this condition (:_( And I've been more-or-less forced to ride that medication carousel. It sucks. I'm not on anything now, so I'll go through weeks-long bouts of depression that are only lifted by 2-6 days of "normalcy." The depression itself is so dark and hopeless. It feels like the world is crushing me. I'm so full of hatred and old resentments. The tiniest bit of bad news makes me have a psychotic break, and it feels endless.

I've been fine for a couple of days. I was told that fish oil's great for the brain, so I've been trying to take double dosages religiously and it seems to be helping. Whenever my mood flips like this, I forget what the depression felt like and assume it'll never happen again.
 
I suspect my mom is BPD and NPD based on people I've known and worked with and that's a nightmare combination. Breaking stuff, threats of suicide, hitting, and screaming over being told to be quiet or at least close her door so I could study were common as were threats of disownment or otherwise taking stuff away. I do kind of see the annoying autist comparison but only in finding ways to abuse, they want things to be in their own illogical way and tard rage that people don't read their minds.

I've met some girls who have had BPD or I've suspected and they're sweethearts, would never date them but the outbursts are rare and not that big of a deal.
 
I feel like BPD is one of those disorders where all the people who need to be diagnosed with it would never allow it to happen (and could only get a diagnosis against their will) and the people who claim to have it, almost certainly never do and are actually dealing with a web of comorbidity symptoms that they ignorantly asses as proof of them having BPD (because they don’t know any better).
This is just stupid pathologizing of bad people. These disorders don't exist and these people have a choice not to be bad which they choose not to take.
I also think this is just as likely to be true kek.
 
1. Already mentioned - Cluster Bs resist even being treated because EVERYONE ELSE IS WRONG, THEY'RE FINE
2. Cluster Bs, even when they go to be treated, tend to figure out quickly what to say to a therapist/psych in order to avoid actually dealing with their issues and yield little fruit from it
3. Medication does little if anything for them

Conclusion - leave them to wither, you can't help someone who doesn't want it
Did these people always exist, if so, how did the Romans/Medievals treat them?
 
Did these people always exist, if so, how did the Romans/Medievals treat them?
They got used as most convenient. Violent men are either used as torturers, soldiers, etc. or executed when they commit a crime. Insane women become whores, get married off, or dealt with by their families. Depressive symptoms would get you beaten bloody for sloth. Medical intervention at the time would have been exorcism or a trip down to the woods to find whatever mushroom the local doctor swears will work.
 
I am so, so so tired of pouring my heart int these people just to get treaed a way i never treated them. I'm trying not to be hurt by it but the fact I have no one but these people in my life is draining because what I have is essentially no one. I guess if it taught me anything its to never lower my standards for anyone, friend or not. Showing one red flag? We're done. Because I'm not doing this anymore. One of the best advice Ive seen from here is "don't bet if the house always wins". No subreddit said that, no professional, nope, someone on the Stalking forum said it. Best advice ever. There's a billion different people out there. I would rather be alone and wait out until I find someone who doesn't act like I need to be a therapist nor babysitter they can lash out at.
Its one thing to have a breakdown, its another to be mean. I learned not to be mean while going through the toughest peeiod of my life when these people havent gone through half of what I did. They even have others in their life they can confide in. I have no one. I deserve what I give to others. I don't deserve hostility if I never gave it to them. I don't care how bad you are feeling, its not right.

Thank God I stopped being angry and ruminating about all this though. I'm not mad nor depressed, just feeling hurt.

I hope these types of people find peace. I doubt they will but whatever. Not my problem.
Just wanted to say thanks to all the women who browse here because man you guys are geniuely helpful. Especially within Gorl Talk.
 
I love how when everything starts to go well in my life, it never lasts. Had a mental breakdown at work, lost my job. Lost everything by losing my job. No savongs because I drained it all prior dealing with binge eating and a previous homelessness scare. Anorexic NPD roomate still hasnt found a job, talks about wanting to kill people- always sits on the coach with a gun next to him. He drained all his savings because he decided once he lost his job a couple years ago that he was gonna "enjoy himself" until his savings are gone, aka be an aggressive alcoholic and spend money on Doordash and all that.

I dont care about PL or cringe venting. I have no one in my life except for two cluster Bs, my NPD roommate and my BPD sister.
Its 12pm and i havent gotten out of bed. Thinking on ways to either kill myself or kill him because I dont know what to do.
Im so tired that there arent resources out there for me, I work at my jobs just fine but they never fucking last because people there gives me shit- which for any other person, it would be manageable. But for me I already have so much going on that it tips me over the edge. Im. So. Fucking. Tired. Of. It. It takes NOTHING out a person to just be positive and dont start anything. But of course, the people who do this are pathetic addicts who can gleefully come home to people who love them. I dont get that luxury. I cant name a single time in my entire life I felt safe and loved, you know things are fucked when the happiest times of your life was spent living on the streets or when you were a little kid who couldnt comprehend the world around you.

I cant even feel proud of the things Ive overcome because all it feels like is life taunting me. "Hey you could live a normal, happy functional life... If only you were in this situation, haha get rekt!".
My gym wont charge me this month due to them accidentally overcharging me due to a mix up with my address. So hey funny how that plays out. Told my roommate i have off today, which i was actually supposed to, I think for my "work days" Im gonna head there to avoid saying anything. I dont know. Considering how he has no money rn and that im not even legally supposed to live here, I dont know whats gonna happen near the end of the month.

I never officially got fired (yet) and I did tell my store manager who, on the surface, seems understanding and says she cares. She texted me some resources which i plan on calling later. But I know better than to trust any of this, especially the "resources". Its a corporation. They don't care. Been there done that. I crashed out in front of the customers and called the fat fuck coworker talking about me a retard and told the flex supervisor "fuck you" after everything. I dont think thats recoverable. And it hurts. Its all so fucking stupid, I was doing my job minding my own buisness and he has to start shit, that miggas fucking 400 fucking pounds complaining about MY work performance because I was doing store tasks and took an extra couple seconds to get to the customers. We have walkie talkies, you trying to say you having to tell me on the walkie talkie that a customer is here is too much for you? As if I wasn't checking every few seconds. We barely had any customers on the Reg, the only busy part was the kitchen- which they couldve told me. They couldve used this neat little thing called 💫 commication 💫. Then the flex (a flex is someone who fills roles for a supervisor, akin to a substitute teacher) was telling me I dont have to do the tasks I was doing in a tone that made me feel like I was stupid, which was BS. I get told I cant sit at the Register doing nothing, rightfully so, so I do tasks, tasks that I get told I need to do. I WORK. I do a little thing called WORKING and minding my own buisness. Sooo I get nitpicked for not doing anything, I get nitpicked for doing something, and then I have a fat fuck telling the flex and asking orher coworkers if they wanna take over Register (my job), Theres only the four of us, not like theres a lot of people. Its a fast food job it aint that fucking deep. I have to deal with asshole customers ontop of that. Then I come home to nothing with my only comfort being a stalker forum, the gym, and video games. I guess thats better than some people though.
I dont treat snyone with the level of disrespect they treat me and Im tired of it. This is miserable. Again I wouldnt have broken down like that if I didnt have to be stuck LIVING like this, knowing literally everyone at that fucking job has at least someone to come home to. None of them have to deal with what Im going through. Im physically disabled so its not like they cant see that Im struggling in some way, yet no of course these people just act like vultures who think me being the way I am is justification for them to act arrogant. Because pftt, everyone knows if you are physically disabled then that just means you are mentally disabled too. Meanwhile these people look physically unhealthy themselves yet in a way where for them at least they can change it.
I work constantly on myself, Im always finding ways to improve. I dont wanna fucking hear it from anyone, man. Idgaf how you feel. At least if these people did work on themselves, people would recognize it. I can be skinny, fat, a smoker, non smoker, porn addict, buddist, and no one notices. No one cares. All they see is hurrduurrr you look funny hurrdurr look funny = stupid hurrdurr lemme talk to you like a child when I first meet you hurreduurr me smart you dumb. I cant tell you how many times these people picked on me to the point of retaliation, then acted dmug as shit knowing thry can manipulate the narrative when it comes to other people. Its evil.


I have no idea what Im gonna do but man if I dont post here in a week or two assume I am dead or in jail. Or maybe God willing the system thats meant to help people like me will finally work. But probably not, too busy giving free hand outs to addicts and scumbags who dont wanna put in the effort. Anyone who is geniuely struggling due to things beyond their control can just go fuck themselves I guess. Clearly the able bodied anorexic men and morbidly obese single moms who spend all their money on weed, junk food, and alchohol deserves housing and support. Oh what you have no family? Disabled, cant ever drive because youre legally blind? No support system? You were isolated due to the abuse and now struggle how to put yourself out there? Go fuck yourself sweaty 💅 Shouldve got knocked up or done hard drugs. Shouldve went out of your way to manipulate and abuse others, shouldve pooned out and claim all your bad habits arent your fault, then maybe someone would care and you wouldnt be invisible 🤪

Been in a domestic abuse shelter before. They priotize the "victims" in their 40s who willingly keep putting themselves in that position over and over again, chosing their partner over their kids, when they have the resources not to. You don't know how blackpilling it is to see people like me be ignored in favor of lazy subhumans who put everyone else in harms way. You stop becoming a victim once you have the option to not be in that situation but constantly chose to despite knowing the physical harm you are causing your kids. You can do everything right but STILL be fucked over. STILL be ignored. All in favor of people who already have everything they need to get better. I only came to live with all the people who have abused me because my only other option was to live on the streets.

Fuck this shit, man. Fuck all the people who take out their frustrations on everyone else over and over and over again never mentally maturing. There should be a concentration camp for anyone diagnosed with this shit and anyone whos an addict should be denied rights until they either die because theyre a failure or are forced into getting better. All they do is cause trouble for the rest of us and hog resources. Hedonists don't deserve to live. Weak people only emapthize with weak people and will try to fuck over anyone who doesnt want to be weak. People love acting like thats cruel to say as if you haven't experienced it first hand over and over.

On a flip side at least I'm not them. At least I managed to over the binge eating and so on. I wish that were comforting but im fucking scared, man. Im scared of what will happen to me. Im scared of what others will do to me. I dont want to go to a shelter again. I dont want to go a halfway house. Those people are unhinged. I shouldnt have to be lumped with them. Its like going to a mental hospital when you wanna kill yourself over real life stressors, then having to share a space with paranoid schizophrenics and other crazies. Ive been physically attacked before because of that shit. Im better off living on the streets again where I can hide from people.

Anyways happy early birthday to meee. 19 days until I turn 24. No idea whats going to happen. I shouldve took my chances and ran away earlier back when he still had savings. I was too much of a pussy after he threatened me upon finding out, but then again idk I guess im in the best mental state I can be now. I have no vices rulling me and can weigh my options. Its just a lot. Sorry for being a whiny faggot on here, any other site wouldve deleted my post or be "waiting mod approval" and I want to say my peace if anything were to happen.

Thanks for reading if you did, hope everything is going good for you guys. Heres to better days. Trying to focus on the positives. I dont hate life, its not like I hate life itself- there's so much whimsy life has to offer, but sometimes i just feel like this is all a punishment due to the absurdity of it all. That maybe all the good things are merely a distraction to keep me from figuring out. I doubt it, but the anxiety gets to me. Sometimes I feel like ai mustve done something in a past life to derserve all of this.
 
I'm skeptical of all the "my mom/dad/grandpa" was a narcissist on the internet. I now see it all the time, it wasn't that common a couple of years ago. It's probably true in some cases, but you can also have a shitty parent who has no personality disorders
 
Did these people always exist, if so, how did the Romans/Medievals treat them?

the nuclear family in the private household as we have it now is the result of specific historical processes and just didn't exist in the past.

one of the reasons the cluster B shit people are describing gets so bad in the modern world is that technology allows for crazy people to wall themselves in with their kids and there are zero eyes on them

it's not that people didn't suck and weren't evil in the past. they beat servants and children way more, for example.

but the total privacy of the modern household means that people are completely unrestrained by shame. in the past though if you had enough power and were a crazy enough fucker you could be caligula.

@deermeat you need a local woman-only 12step group and you need it stat. hold your nose and suck up the God stuff if you don't like it and keep up those rigorous boundaries because there's predators in the rooms but you need to get your happy ass to a regular meeting. You qualify for alanon, and for anything to do with food, and probably any kind of sex/love stuff.

you keep repeating that you have no one except a couple of fuckers in your life, that's a sign that you need physical, regular community, and you need it in a patterned organized way.

online is better than nothing. I really wish you the best. you're doing okay, two steps forward and one step back is still progress, fall down 7 times get up 8!
 
BPD aka Bad person disorder. Seriously, if you're aware of your environment and the consequences of your actions, you don't have a mental disorder. You are sound of mind. These bitches should be locked up.
 
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