Thanks for reading and responding, Anna. No, my father was definitely not BPD. No drug or alcohol abuse, no self injuries. Never felt lost or worthless. Never felt isolated and loved being alone. He had high self esteem, self-focus, and self-importance. He didn’t care about being liked. He wanted to be admired. He was a Very Important Person — Very highly regarded Beverly Hills attorney who was admired by all for his unusual intelligence.
Looking back, he didn’t act differently in public. He still yelled at everyone from one of us to the wait staff — his secretary, his friends, to name just a few.
I’m sorry you’ve also had to endure this, Anna. As I mentioned it’s taken me almost a lifetime, and at 41 I was no better off than I was as a child. In fact, I still was a child. I went to therapy for years and nothing changed. It wasn’t until I stopped blaming him for my behavior (when he died), that I was free. I hope you free yourself well before I was able to. It’s very hard work, but it can be achieved.