Not gonna lie, one of the most irritating aspects of “co-parenting” with someone diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder has to be the absolute disrespect suffered by the other parent at basically every juncture. Borderlines are incapable of respecting the other person’s time, so they’re pretty typically late with everything they promise; whether it’s dropping off or picking up. You can always count on them being late and you’re always better off just not scheduling anything on days you know they’re supposed to do some driving.

So the ex said to me not too long ago: “I’ve been discussing with my therapist and she thinks it might be ASD and not BPD”. Pretty sure I mentioned this here. It’s been rubbing me the wrong way for a minute. She was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder a minimum of twice so far. The diagnosis is spot on. It’s absolutely a believable diagnosis, if not obvious to even non-medical people. My wife is adding psych to her master’s degree via a certificate, so she’s clinically equipped to spot this stuff and she says that my ex is one of the worst borderlines she’s seen.