Life in a Bind – BPD and me

My therapy journey, recovering from Borderline Personality Disorder and Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I write for , for Planet Mindful magazine, and for Muse Magazine Australia, under the name Clara Bridges. Listed in Top Ten Resources for BPD in 2016 by

Separation anxiety – BPD and emotional development


I hate going back into the world after a therapy session. All I want is to remain suspended in that sense of comfort and connection. All I want is that relatedness, that safety, that mutuality. I want to stay in that therapy bubble so very badly, that leaving it is heartbreaking.

I feel guilty; selfish and self-indulgent. I feel as though by wishing myself so strongly back into that therapy room, with my therapist, I am rejecting not just the good things in my life, but the people in my life. I have a husband, children, a good job, relative material comfort. There is so much that I could hope for, wish for, and live for – how can that ‘bubble’ be the most attractive thing in the world to me? How can that be the thing I feel I want more than anything else? As a mother, with her children’s lives ahead of her, how can that possibly be true? And if it is, what does that say about me?

There is only one way that I can rationalise it to myself, that releases me from some of that guilt and feeling of self-centredness. And that is to try and argue that perhaps these are not adult dreams, or adult desires. That perhaps it’s not the adult who wants to be in the therapy cocoon forever; that the adult is not rejecting her own children. Those are the child’s desires, and she would be happy if the entire world disappeared as long as she was safe and held in that ‘unconditional positive regard’ that is the bedrock of the therapy relationship.

I’ve been aware for some time, of the fact that I feel different ages at different times, and with different people. I cannot help but feel around twelve years old whenever I am in the presence of our vicar’s wife, and it takes a constant effort to remind myself that she sees me as an adult, and not as the child that I feel when I’m around her. She feels motherly – not in some stereotypical way, but simply in the sense that she is the kind of mother I would have wanted to have.

But nowhere am I more aware of the adult and the child parts of me, than in therapy. In her excellent post ‘Mind Blown’, Half of a Soul commented that her therapist had asked her what age she felt when she was distressed, and that she had realised that it was the age at which she had started to suppress emotion, rather than allowing herself to experience it. I too, tend to feel much more child-like when distressed, and the age that I associate with those feelings, has been getting younger. Therapists have a difficult task in that they have to identify ‘who’ (adult or child) is engaging with them at each point in the session, and they have to decide how best to respond in a way that meets the needs of the one, without invalidating the other.

The idea of ‘regressing’ during therapy while re-experiencing events or feelings of childhood, is a common one, but the difficulty with BPD is that it’s not just a case of going back to childhood, but a case of being stuck there. There are a number of factors that contribute to the development of BPD, but some have argued that BPD is at least partly due to early ‘developmental arrest’. Individuals continue to grow physically and intellectually, but their emotional and psychological development is impaired, and key developmental stages are interrupted and never properly negotiated. Comparisons between some BPD behaviours and characteristics and those of toddlers, is common. These behaviours and characteristics include: splitting (black and white thinking); projection (of disturbing emotions onto others instead); difficulties with object constancy; lack of boundaries or a distinct sense of self. Given these theories of developmental arrest, it is easy to see why such comparisons are made – to a greater or lesser extent, those with BPD have never really outgrown those early defence mechanisms and ways of seeing the world.

Toddlers want to be ‘grown up’ but their desire is for a superficial adulthood and a responsibility that provides temporary excitement and a sense of control, but has no real consequences. Their real desire and satisfaction is in the land of fantasy and play, and being burdened with inappropriate levels of adult responsibility too soon, leads only to insecurity, anger, distrust and emotional pain. That is why being an adult can weigh so heavily on someone with BPD. There are so many ways in which our ability to relate to and to deal with the world, is compromised. What should be ‘normal’ adult interactions can be laden with confusion and pain because the adult response feels ‘wrong’ even though intellectually one may appreciate that it is ‘the right thing to do’.

I recently asked the advice of a school friend of mine, on how to deal with a situation in which I was feeling triggered by the lack of contact from another friend. The adult, non-BPD response would be to just go ahead and make contact. I recognise that that is the right thing to do, but it is a giant struggle against my BPD to actually try and do that. My inner toddler is sulking, but not only that – she has big insecurities and a great need for reassurance. I don’t want to contact my friend first – if I do, how will I ever know whether she would have contacted me at some point? How will I ever know whether she would have thought of me – whether she cares? My school friend replied that those are the risks of adult life  – but part of me hates adult life, and has difficulty in engaging with it.

The weight of ‘being an adult’ falls heavily back onto me when I leave the therapy room. Even if the interaction with my therapist on a particular day was more ‘adult-like’ than child-like, going back into the world feels like a burden. Can I really ‘blame’ that intense desire to stay, purely on the child within, and divorce it from all other parts of myself? It’s one thing for the desires of the child to be uppermost; my concern is that I cannot find the adult. Where is she, and what are her desires? If I want to ascribe to the child the desire to ‘live in fantasy and play’, I have to be able to separate it out from the desire of the adult, and be able to show that it is different. But I’m not sure that I can. Perhaps it is because the adult is here in body, but in a very real sense, she has not fully come to be.

And so I am left, every time I leave, with the sense that I want to stay forever, and with the guilt that I should be wanting something else. I’m left with ‘separation anxiety’ and crumbling memories of that precious hour, until they can be recaptured again when I am back in that room. Leaving the therapy bubble is heartbreaking – but I have to keep on doing it, time and time again. Perhaps when the separation becomes a bit more bearable, I’ll know that there is a bit less growing up to do.


17 thoughts on “Separation anxiety – BPD and emotional development

  1. My therapist recently suggested that I think about ending therapy soon. I’ve been going to therapy weekly for about twenty years now. The thought of it terrified me! She just suggested seeing her once every other week for the next six months, then see how that goes. That’s much more doable. I feel like therapy is my lifeline.


    • Hi Joyce, I know what you mean about feeling like therapy is your lifeline, and I’ve been in therapy for only a couple of years… It’s an important and courageous step to start to reduce therapy after twenty years, and I can see why the thought is so terrifying. I’m already petrified of stopping, even though I know it probably won’t be for a little while. More petrifying is the thought of losing my therapist before I’m ready to stop, if for some reason she stops working. Have you stayed with the same therapist for some time? I’m so worried about running out of stuff to talk about – do you tend to focus on the ‘immediate’ stuff, or the past, or both? I think winding down gradually definitely sounds like the best way, and maybe eventually it will go down to once a month for a while, and then you can see how that goes as well….you’re in my thoughts, and I look forward to hearing about how things go, through your blog!


  2. Reblogged this on Are. You. Mental? and commented:
    Thank you for sharing.


  3. I’m glad you commented on my blog, otherwise, I doubt I would have found your blog anytime soon! When I saw the name of your blog, I had to have a look. I was diagnosed a long time ago with BPD, but my current therapy doesn’t deal with that (he deals directly with trauma and abuse; I don’t think he’s much into labels). I resonate intensely with this blog and as I’ve been going through your posts, I find things that jump out at me and grab me by the heart. It’s helpful to me just to see what someone else is going through. To know that they are human and have these emotions and that this is why they are having those problems. In a way, it helps me remember how human I am and how I have a reason for why I am the way I am and why I’m feeling the way I do. 🙂


    • Thank you so much for reading, and I’m so glad my blog has struck a chord with you. I know what you mean, both about being ‘grabbed by the heart’ (wonderful and apt phrase), and the powerful nature of knowing that others are going through similar things, and that what we are feeling can be explained and understood. Keep in touch, and I look forward to exploring more of your blog too 🙂


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  5. This captures exactly how I feel when I leave my therapists office. It’s the only place I feel safe. Thank you for sharing.

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    • Thank you so much for reading, and for your comment. I know exactly what you mean about it being the _only_ place you feel truly safe. I yearn for that safety elsewhere – my therapist has commented that at the moment, for me, therapy is an ‘island’, it really is the only place where I feel safe and accepted and vulnerable. But hopefully that will change in future – however reticent I am about that happening, as it seems scary! Thank you for sharing your own experience….


  6. Wow! This just makes so much sense to me. Thankyou. I spend my life trying to survive while feeling like a child in an adult world. I find comfort in my therapist, she allows me to express things in a way others would just tell me to stop being childish. She understands my need for validation, she looks after my emotions in a way my parents couldn’t. I dread the day my therapy ends as it’s the 1 place I actually feel safe from myself and the world outside.


    • Thank you so much for reading and for your comment, and I’m glad this made sense…I know exactly what you mean about therapy ending, it’s one of my biggest fears and I feel incredibly distressed at the thought. I try and keep remembering what my therapist and others have said – that when it comes to the end of therapy, the point is that I will have changed, and so I won’t feel about the ending, as I do now. Yes, it will be a big loss and a major grief, but I will have come a long way and will be in a place where I can manage without it, even if that seems inconceivable now. I don’t want to live life without her – but I trust that one day that will feel possible, and that it will be because of the work we have done together……I’m so glad you have the support and care of a wonderful therapist…take care, and do keep in touch!


  7. Hey! I’ve been following your blog for a while now and I just read this “old post”… and was wandering how you would feel if you read it today. Did things change for you concerning “therapy bubble”? I know so well what you mean by these words and thank you for your post!xx

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    • Thank you so much for following and reading my blog! And I really appreciate your comment and question – it inspired me to re-post this as a ‘Memory Monday’ post and to answer your question in the ‘preamble – I hope that’s okay! And I hope the answer helps, or is what you were looking for, but if not, do come back to me 🙂 Many many thanks again for reading, and for your really interesting and thought provoking question 🙂 Take care!


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  9. Wow, looking at this old post of yours. This really describes it. I dread going to therapy, but really hate to leave. Then I’m “stuck” for a while. I described to my therapist that I felt like a toddler a few weeks ago, then I stumbled upon this post.


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