Here is how Jack set limits with his borderline wife Loreen. Loreen was an alcoholic with a history of suicide attempts. She was under the care of a psychiatrist and taking medications. Jack was also seeing a therapist, who helped him put some limits in place after not having any for many years. Jack says:
Loreen's rages were uncontrollable. She would go from zero to ten over almost anything. Once I went on a business trip and she shouted, "I hope you come back in a body bag." She called me names and said things like, "You've destroyed my confidence in myself," and "You're making me drink because being drunk is the only way I can deal with you."
She threatened suicide all the time, yelling, "You probably want me to kill myself. So maybe I'll just do it and it will be your fault." I was always on edge, afraid of saying the wrong thing. Things got worse and worse.
After I started talking to other family members on Welcome to Oz, I realized two things: first, I was going to have to get strong and stay strong because this was really tearing me apart. And second, I had to start re-establishing boundaries.
One day I found her on the floor after another suicide attempt. The ambulance came and they were trying to revive her. It hit me that even though I had been trying not to offend her for years, she was still suicidal and drinking. Whatever I was doing wasn't working. I was scared.
My therapist explained that her actions were out of my control. That was a harsh thing to hear. Living like this was going to kill me. So I decided to try boundaries. I had nothing to lose.
I told her, "What we're doing isn't working, and things are going to have to change around here." I said if she started raging and calling me names, I was going to leave and pick up the conversation at a different time. That sounds simple, but it wasn't. It just fired her up, made things ten times worse. She screamed that I was a control freak and that's why she was so sick.
But I was prepared. I had convinced myself ahead of time that leaving was the best course of action. It helped that members of her family had told me I had been giving in to her and I needed to be firm.
I ended up leaving the house several times. I just said, "I just can't be here with you" and walked out the door. Some days I stayed away for a day or two. She called me, asked when I was coming home. I said, "I honestly don't know. I've assessed my life and decided that things have to get better because this is destroying me." She knows I am loyal and I would never walk away if there had been any other choice.
Eventually, it started to sink in to her that I was serious. Finally, one day she called me and apologized. This was the first time she had ever said she was sorry for anything. I just about fell off the chair. That's when I started to realize this boundary thing is working. And it did. It took time, but it got better.
She even started apologizing more, saying things like, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that," or "I know I reacted badly to that." She was starting to feel responsible for her actions.
Finally, we got to a place where we could have a real heart-to-heart talk, and I could say, "This bothers me a lot." I had been afraid to do that because she was so volatile. She really started listening to me.
I learned you have to take care of yourself, because BPD is like an incredibly powerful vacuum that will just pull you in, whoever you are. Setting boundaries was a way of saying, "I care about our relationship. If this keeps happening, I can't stay, and I want our relationship to continue."
You have to be willing to accept that things will get worse before they get better. But it may be the only chance you have.