How Does Emotionally Unstable Personality Disorder Feel?

I wanted to talk about how it feels to experience different mental health problems, so I decided to do a little series. 

So far I’ve covered, with the help of some wonderful guest bloggers: anorexia, depression, mania, OSFED, anxiety and BED.

In this post, the lovely Lorna from Living Beyond the Borderline is sharing her experiences of how it feels to experience a crisis when you have EUPD (also known as BPD – borderline personality disorder).

I sit on the edge of my bed, feeling completely numb to the world apart from the rumblings growing somewhere deep inside of me. I can feel it. It’s coming. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Don’t get me wrong, I try my best; I focus on my breath, I try to rationalise my thoughts but it’s like trying to grab water, each time it slips from my grasp. The wave is growing now. It’s like it’s angry at me for trying to get away. My foot starts tapping heavily on the ground. I’m trying to shake this off.

But it’s got me now. I can feel it’s grip, firmly surrounding me. Now it starts.

I suddenly stand. I scream and begin to cry uncontrollably. I begin shaking my hands violently, desperately trying to find something to occupy them. I try to tell myself not to panic, but I can’t escape. It’s like trying to run from a tsunami. I sit back down, my hands pulling at my hair. I suddenly slam my hand into my head, trying to knock these thoughts out of me. I can’t breathe.

My thoughts are repetative and viscious:

“I can’t do this.”

“Please let me die”

“I don’t want to live like this anymore.”

“I can’t do this.”

“Please, let me die.”

But I don’t want to die. I just don’t ever want to feel like this again. It’s like drowning in your own emotions, miles from shore, deperately trying to stay afloat. The more you fight, the more exhuasted you become, and the harder it gets to survive.

Soon the numbness sets in. I begin to lose all feeling. The tears stop. On autopilot I reach into my drawer and pull out the razorhead I hid weeks ago. Next thing I know is it’s done. I begin to feel it. I don’t even remember doing it but I feel it. I feel the sharp pain in my leg, but it’s distant, like it’s someone else’s body, not mine. But it is mine.

“Shit, Ive done it again.”

But I don’t care. Not now. I just need this to stop. No matter what it takes.

I sit back, examining the fresh marks on my leg, trying to recall how they got there. I know, but I don’t remember.

I’m exhausted. It’s done now. Just like a tsunami, the waters return to their calm stillness. You wouldn’t even know anything had happened if it weren’t for the destruction left in it’s wake, and a few small red lines on my legs.

If you want to find out more about Lorna I highly recommend you visit her blog for more great content.

Thanks again Lorna!

Do you have any experiences you’d like to share? If so, head over to the ‘Contact Me’ page and let me know.

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How does it feel to have borderline / emotionally unstable personality disorder?


  1. It’s great that you have had these guest bloggers on Cara, I’ve had some contact with Lorna on Twitter but I didn’t know her everything about her illness, this has really opened my eyes, thank you ladies for sharing, much love 💖 Clive

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  2. Damn im so happy you posted this,not cause your going through it because im really sorry you have live with this as we, but iv been having some real bad days with eupd and it makes me feel crazy and when you don’t have anyone around you to understand its hard to know if it’s you being silly or the illness so thank you so much and keep fighting 💖

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