I'm going to give a perspective into this, that might not go over well with some of you, but it's the truth for me, or WAS .... so if it fits, ok ... if not, feel free to toss it.
Believe it or not, borderlines really do NOT like themselves! They feel VERY alone, and sometimes even HATE themselves. The thing is, you really can't tell! I mean, you really can't. It would seem that they are smug in what they do, or confident, or laughing at the world, when in reality, they are feeling horrible about who they are, and so they do whatever it takes, to make themselves feel better.
Now I have to say, I did lose it with my son a couple of times, and there were times when they were young, I wished I didn't have children, and wanted to RUN ... and I probably spanked when I shouldn't have, and probably lost my temper when it wasn't necessary ... but all in all, I loved them with my whole heart, panicked when they were missing for only a few minutes, and felt very uneasy when they were in daycare or with anybody but me and my mom.
Would I have ever killed them? NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
BUT, I know there were times when I was 'into' myself ... meaning that I felt very unloved and very insecure, and would 'act out' to get somebody to notice, to care, to rescue me, to prove they loved me. Let me share a for instance:
My sons were in their teens, I had been divorced for 10 years, and had just met a new man. We had dated for about 2 months. He wasn't very affectionate or attentive and I was feeling very unsure of his love. When a Borderline feels unsure, it's WAY above and beyond what you might think of as unsure ... it's panic, it's horrible fear, it's terrible.
I went out drinking at a local bar, drank until I had a buzz, waited until I knew he would be out of work, called him and told him that there were 2 men at the bar, that were trying to pick me up, and were threatening to 'get' me in the parking lot. He came to get me ...
When we got home ... I was only a bit drunk, but told him that I had taken a bottle of pills. He called the medics, etc. ... and I was taken to the hospital. I came clean in the ER with a woman doctor.
As you can see, I carried the lie and actions out ... to be SURE this man loved me and cared enough to take care of me. Crazy? Not to a Borderline, it's the ever present threat of abandonment that keeps us doing these things, until we feel completely secure, and some never do.
Let me end this here, and continue about 'lying' in the next post.