Allergy to caffeine is almost something I can't deal with right now but I guess I shouldn't rule it out. I am severely sleep deprived. I don't have trouble sleeping per se but as a full-time employee and mother of two I often have a hard time getting to bed at a reasonable hour. So I'm just constantly operating under a massive sleep debt. I honestly can't imagine giving up coffee, although I only have 1-2 cups a day. Sigh. I guess it's something I should look into.

The issue with BPDM has been around for a couple of years actually. I realized that after learning about NPD and other related PDs from breaking off with my abuser, I can't exactly go on continuing to ignore the same type of behavior from other people. I went NC with my FOO just under a year ago and I have been less stressed (believe it or not!) since then. But my brother keeps inventing new online personas to contact me via Facebook, instagram, email, etc to tell me all about how BPDM is "literally dying" and if she dies it will be my fault and how they're talking to lawyers to try and sue me for custody of the kids and how he had to give up his entire life to move back in with our parents and "take care of her". My dad is an extreme enabler, just like I was with my abuser.
I've been working through a lot of anger about it. Lately the anger has been that because they never allowed me to have any degree of autonomy or independence (these were acts of selfishness), I feel like I've wasted most of my life so far trying to adhere to their wishes, or my abuser's wishes, so the whole idea of having my own desires is still foreign and scary to me.
And yes, the deafening silence. One thing I definitely didn't do was build a support group to replace my FOO. I have a couple of friends but they have their own problems and I always feel like a burden to them when I start to talk about my stuff. Basically, I feel like I always have to be something to everybody, like I have a different personality for each person in my life that I need to maintain so they'll still want me around. If I break that shell, I risk losing them, in my own twisted thought process.

The issue with BPDM has been around for a couple of years actually. I realized that after learning about NPD and other related PDs from breaking off with my abuser, I can't exactly go on continuing to ignore the same type of behavior from other people. I went NC with my FOO just under a year ago and I have been less stressed (believe it or not!) since then. But my brother keeps inventing new online personas to contact me via Facebook, instagram, email, etc to tell me all about how BPDM is "literally dying" and if she dies it will be my fault and how they're talking to lawyers to try and sue me for custody of the kids and how he had to give up his entire life to move back in with our parents and "take care of her". My dad is an extreme enabler, just like I was with my abuser.
I've been working through a lot of anger about it. Lately the anger has been that because they never allowed me to have any degree of autonomy or independence (these were acts of selfishness), I feel like I've wasted most of my life so far trying to adhere to their wishes, or my abuser's wishes, so the whole idea of having my own desires is still foreign and scary to me.
And yes, the deafening silence. One thing I definitely didn't do was build a support group to replace my FOO. I have a couple of friends but they have their own problems and I always feel like a burden to them when I start to talk about my stuff. Basically, I feel like I always have to be something to everybody, like I have a different personality for each person in my life that I need to maintain so they'll still want me around. If I break that shell, I risk losing them, in my own twisted thought process.