Misdiagnosis… 1 and 1/2 years later.

From the start of this blog however many months ago, my story has had a constant word in it. That word is depression and whatever variations of the word itself. I was diagnosed with it and not given anymore meds than I was already on. I was on Effexor 75mg daily, with my emergency Klonopin. Both of those were prescribed to me for my anxiety and panic disorder. Since I was on the Effexor, the Dr felt I should just continue with it but she bumped it up to 150mg.

But let’s get on to the misdiagnosis, or partial diagnosis depending on how you look at it.

Its embarrassing for me to say because the illness makes me sound like I’m crazy or nuts(aren’t we all just a little bit crazy? 😁). Borderline Personality Disorder or BPD. Yes, it all lines up perfectly. And after comparing just flat out being depressed, to having BPD with depression, it’s clear which one it really is for me.

Depressed Mood in Borderline Disorder

In borderline disorder alone, depressed mood often occurs as follows:

-sad, depressed, and lonely feelings are frequently triggered by some life event and are often associated with strong feelings of emptiness, loneliness and fears of abandonment
-symptoms readily improve if the situation causing them improves
-sleep, appetite and energy disturbances (if present) are usually related to an identifiable life stress and stop when the stress is managed successfully
-acute suicidal thoughts and self-injurious behavior are usually the direct result of a personal problem (for example, an argument with a parent, boyfriend, spouse, or boss)

(Courtesy of http://www.bpddemystified.com)

There is a very high rate of comorbidity between borderline personality disorder (BPD) and depression; meaning many people who have BPD also experience problems with depressed mood. In fact, one study found that about 96% of patients with BPD met criteria for a mood disorder.

( http://bpd.about.com/od/relatedconditions/a/Bpd-And-Depression.htm )

So there you have it. You wouldn’t believe who opened my eyes to the misdiagnosis either. That’s a different story.