Has anyone else been a pwBPD’s most hated or least favorite person? I’m aware that this isn’t a clinical term, but I saw it used a little while ago on another forum and it explains my experience with my BPD diagnosed sister almost exactly.
For context, my older sister has diagnosed BPD and she has hated for my entire life. My dad has always been her FP and my mom and I have born the brunt of her abusive behavior over the last thirty years. I have never been her FP, but I’ve always been singled out for abuse by her. I’m not being dramatic when I say she genuinely hates me. She once told me (completely seriously) that my birth and existence ruined her life. I could l go on and on about all the things she’s done and said to me over the years, but the point is I’m her most consistent target for rage and abuse. I wouldn’t even necessarily call it splitting because she’s never idealized or really liked me, it’s just anger.
She and I have been very low contact since my wedding six years ago, which she tried unsuccessfully to ruin because she was angry that I didn’t put her in my bridal party. However, lately to impress her newest boyfriend and recent FP, she’s been showing up to family events hosted by my dad more frequently, so I’ve had to interact with her more. The last time I saw her was Easter and she tried to pick a fight with me, I grey rocked and she got mad and left. It’s clear that I’m still enemy no. 1 to her. I thought I would ask if anyone else has experienced this dynamic with their pwBPD.