For the person with BPD, this is more than just a busy season of holiday cheer. This is a bomb waiting to go off. Sure, we might love the colorful lights and the pumpkin spice lattes. But if you’re like me, you’ve got a long history of awful holiday memories and embarrassing breakdowns that make this season somewhat of a threat to your peace and comfort. It’s like the trauma anniversary from hell. And who knows what fresh new nightmares are waiting this time.
This is a recipe for a fight-or-flight reaction. The BPD brain goes into survival mode. We might avoid the holidays altogether and hide away until it’s over. Or we might go in with guns blazing, on high alert for all the things that can go wrong, unsure of what exactly will happen but knowing we will probably have to come home and cry for a few days when it’s over.