I recently saw a psychiatrist for the first time in years. I've been turned off of the whole psychobabble thing since I was sent to boarding school as a young girl. In my appointment I was diagnosed with ptsd resulting from my stint at the boarding school/treatment center I resided in from age 13 to age 16. I was sent there because I was trying to kill myself and self mutilating. I didn't want to be a part of a world that seemed to dislike and be disgusted by me and that I just didn't understand on a social level. It seemed to me that if it was unpleasant and I derived no enjoyment from it, and I couldn't figure out how to just be normal and make friends, then it was pointless and being dead and the absence of failure and alienation couldn't be much worse. Being alone and bullied by peers and sibling alike with no one to explain to me what I could do to make it stop was very disheartening to me. I don't know if this was normal or not, because all I can judge from are my own experiences and observations. In any case, I didn't understand how to be a normal 11-12 year old, I was miserable and lonely and tried to kill myself. I self mutilated to punish myself for being at my very core "wrong" or "incorrect" as I would have, and still sometimes do, describe it.
I no longer hurt myself. I've observed people enough to know now what typical behavior looks like, and what people want, expect, and need (not all the same thing) in social situations. I still slip up sometimes, and people occasionally still baffle me, but I have become a naturalist who studies humans, and I learn more every day. I've even landed myself a job where my main function is to socialize, be pleasant, and inform people. I'm a sort of public educator and I train people. I feel that this is a huge accomplishment, considering what I came from.
The other diagnosis I was given was narcissistic, but this was prefaced with the word "borderline". I assume the doctor meant that I am almost/sort of a narcissist, which I guess I can almost/sort of agree with. I do think of myself a lot. This is because I am the only thing that I can always assess with a high degree of accuracy every time, and I am the only thing I have control over. I learned this by living and messing up, not in therapy or by taking pills. I feel this is a healthy mentality.
Reading the articles on this site make me wonder if maybe I'm a sociopath. I've always felt that there was something wrong with me, for a while I was afraid I was retarded and people wouldn't tell me because they didn't want to hurt the feelings of a poor, pathetic, disgusting retard. Some of the commentary on here seems well informed and good natured, and I would love to converse with someone who is willing to give me their honest and informed thoughts on the subject of sociopathy pertaining to myself. This post can't accurately cover the scope of my thoughts and behaviors so please reserve judgement. I am simply, as I have always been, curious about the nature and function of what is around and inside of me.
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