Showing posts with label Teen Borderline Personality Disorder treatment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teen Borderline Personality Disorder treatment. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Teen Moodiness, or Borderline Personality Disorder?

Consults New York Times Blog  ~ When The Times’s Personal Health columnist Jane Brody wrote about borderline personality disorder in “An Emotional Hair Trigger, Often Misread,” hundreds of readers had questions about the diagnosis and treatment of the troubling condition, characterized by impulsive behaviors, shifting moods and often frequent thoughts of suicide.

Dr. Alec Miller
via Consult Blogs New York Times
Here, Dr. Alec Miller, professor of clinical psychiatry and behavioral sciences and chief of child and adolescent psychology at Montefiore Medical Center at the Albert Einstein College of Medicine in the Bronx, responds to readers’ questions about borderline personality disorder in teenagers. Dr. Miller has spent the past 15 years working with adolescents and adults with borderline personality disorder and borderline features in inpatient, outpatient and school settings. He is also director of Montefiore’s Adolescent Depression and Suicide Program and co-founder of Cognitive and Behavioral Consultants of Westchester in White Plains, N.Y.


Teenage Mood Swings or Borderline Personality Disorder?

Q. How can one distinguish between BPD and the usual teenage emotional swings? - Toyon

A. Dr. Miller responds:
In order for someone to be diagnosed with borderline personality disorder, or BPD, they need to meet 5 of 9 criteria in the DSM-IV, the manual of mental disorders that health professionals use for diagnosis. These criteria are varied but typically include extremely poor regulation of mood and behavior that lasts more than a year and that is unrelated to another psychiatric disorder.

Many teenagers have a day or even a few days when they get upset and slam a door or curse at their parents. But teens with borderline personality disorder engage in more extreme behaviors — and more often — than the average teen, and these behaviors impair their social, school and working lives.

For example, a teenager with borderline personality disorder may get angry, slam a door and then proceed to cut himself or overdose on pills and require medical attention. Another teen with BPD may feel sad and lonely and proceed to abuse alcohol and engage in promiscuous sex, which may result in pregnancy. The point here is that these teens’ extreme behavior typically follows their inability to tolerate negative emotions like anger.




Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Back From the Brink: Living With Borderline Personality Disorder


Huffington Post ~ On a glaring July day in 2001, having just received a breakup email from my boyfriend, I walked into the bathroom and tried to kill myself. I remember hearing my cat meow at me as I downed every pill in the medicine cabinet and the room faded to gray, then black. What I do not remember is the paramedics breaking down the door to save me, but the webcams took pictures of that. Fresh out of art school and thinking I was making an important statement, I'd become one of the first "camgirls," young women who broadcast our lives to the world.
Three days later, I woke up in the intensive care unit with an IV in my right hand and my mother holding my left. I was angry I had lived, overcome with guilt and shame about what I had put my loved ones through, and desperate to call my ex and beg him to take me back. In other words, I woke up with the same raw desperation, the same lack of skin.
It was the latest in a long line of suicide attempts, after 17 years of having an eating disorder. I was terrified of and exhausted by the world. I no longer trusted myself to be around people; I inevitably scared them off with my rage and self-loathing. Never-ending chaos is no way to live, and I had been living it for as long as I could remember. So much so that I had a literal drama degree; constantly filling myself with another character was the only way I survived college. (Then I got a spiky haircut and an M.F.A. in performance art, because the guy I'd convinced myself I couldn't live without told me Laurie Anderson was the only woman he'd ever marry.)
The day I came home from the hospital, I was greeted by dozens of websites featuring images of me swallowing pills, passing out and being rescued. There I was slumped on the floor with my head in the toilet, surrounded by prescription bottles. There were the paramedics, hauling me out of the bathroom. In my email was a massive web hosting bill and notice that my account had been canceled. I couldn't afford the bandwidth used by all the people who'd tuned in to watch me die - my biggest audience ever, for the performance I'll never live down.
I had known for years I had a mental illness; that much was blatantly obvious. For years, I'd been diagnosed with rapid-cycling bipolar disorder. I was as comfortable with the label as one can be; bipolar disorder was, after all, just a chemical imbalance, a few neuronal switches flipped the wrong direction here and there. Borderline personality disorder, on the other hand, the whispered thing I'd heard, was a wicked jungle-bred stepchild of a diagnosis. Borderline was Glenn Close in "Fatal Attraction." It was a shameful, incurable thing to be.
But I continued to flagrantly be it, until the day when my latest therapist (I was always firing them in a huff, or being fired because they didn't want the liability of dealing with a suicidal patient) gave me a piece of paper with the phone number for the dialectical behavior therapy program at New York-Presbyterian Hospital. "You have borderline personality disorder," she said. "D.B.T. will help you. This is where you need to be."