Wednesday, 30 July 2014
Caught between Two Minds - the problem of 'Apparent Competence'
'Treating someone with borderline personality disorder can be one of the toughest challenges a [social worker] encounters. Life for such a client is like trying to drive a car that is constantly careening out of control. Emotional vulnerability, fear of abandonment, and a seemingly invalid environment push the car from one side of the road to the other. The tiniest stressors can force the car into a ditch.'
Quote from: Dialectical Behavior Therapy — Treating Borderline Personality Disorder
By Christina Olenchek
Social Work Today
Vol. 8 No. 6 P. 22
I have found myself grappling with some old familiar 'friends' (or rather enemies) this week. If I may borrow from the quote above, anyone observing the ‘car’ of my life would have seen significant progress. Success in life, even. I had achieved academically, I was a champion swimmer, I had managed to hold down highly responsible and well paid jobs, for significant periods of time. However, look closer at the ‘driver’ and any casual observer could see the panic as I struggled to keep my ‘car’ from careering from one side of the road to the other. My life had developed into a pattern of emotional collapse, which resulted in my resigning jobs, selling houses and usually prompted the dissolution of all relationships.
As I learned more about BPD and particularly the research and therapy of Marsha Linehan, who developed Dialectical Behaviour Therapy, I came across a phenomenon known as ‘apparent competence’. This relates to the ‘Swan Effect’ where on the surface I was not obviously struggling with life, but underneath I was frantically trying to keep myself going, paddling wildly against the waves of emotional distress which threatened to drag me under.
Paradoxically, whilst constructing a mask of competence and coping with excessive levels of stress and responsibility, I would vilify those closest to me along with medical professionals for not seeing my real needs. Effectively, I would blame everyone around me for not being mind readers. This is one of the greatest challenges to professionals trying to help those with BPD who display apparent competence. I will not openly tell you about my emotional distress, but I will hold you accountable for not seeing 'through' my mask of competence and I will make you 'suffer' as a consequence. My outward co-operation as a service user was tempered by a harsh assessment of those seeking to help me, particularly if I felt they couldn't see through my outward competence. If anyone failed to ask the 'right' question, or misread my mood on any given day, then progress for that day would be painful if not halted. Of course this is another example of my own self defeating behaviour prior to DBT. A practitioner is not responsible for the management of my BPD, I am. If I frustrate the learning of those skills which will help me manage my emotions, then I am going to end up frustrating myself. I managed to reflect on this when I was hard on DBT facilitators a couple of times and was helped by my one to one therapist to recognise when I was in danger of preventing myself from moving forward. It was a hard learning curve, but absolutely necessary for me to learn to manage my BPD.
The other issue is that there are times when I really can cope, when I do possess the skills to manage - to undermine that competence by putting me in an environment which patronises me is to undermine my sense of self validation. So, for me, my treatment plans have all stated clearly that inpatient treatment is detrimental to my progress, no matter how desperate I may be at times, admission to hospital at this stage of my life would be retrograde, except in the most risky of circumstances.
The problem comes for me when I do need help. I have had to learn how to ask for it effectively. This has been one of the most challenging DBT skill sets for me to learn. Interpersonal Effectiveness includes the ability to break down my mask of apparent competence so that I can be honest with those around me about the times when I know I am BEGINNING to struggle. If I wait until the point where it becomes painful for me to keep going, then I am likely to swing to the other end of the dialectic and expect the rest of the world to sort me out.
In the past week I have found myself swinging back to this see saw, despite having real encouragements in my voluntary work. When I consider the past six months with my 'wise mind' I can see that I have achieved a lot and it is real competence, not just apparent competence, because I have found myself enjoying the moments of success, without short circuiting them, or trying to negate them by self-defeating statements or actions.
However in the past couple of weeks in my role as Mental Health Volunteer, I have had meetings with other service users who are also going through recovery and discharge processes. I have found myself asking 'Why don't I get that level of support?' 'Does my experience not rate in being acceptable to professionals looking for 'lived experience?' 'Why do I have to forge my own path?' 'Can't they see that I need support and help too?' Maybe these thoughts are familiar to you. A friend who was discharged before me reminded me that, 'aren't we lucky that we don't need ongoing support workers? And isn't it great that it's been over two years since you were last near an A&E or phoned the crisis team?' And, in the cold light of day, of course it is. My life is good, I have managed to devise and write a Mental Health well being, course that has been running for nearly a year. It has helped people with a range of mental health problems, as well as some who are family or friends caring for them. I have a strong network of friends and support that has no links with Mental Health services. My therapy group, however supportive, was not and is not my main social group.
For many who are coming to the end of their contact with services, due to much of the stigma around mental health and, perhaps, the intensive nature of the treatment offered, the skills and time needed to build up support and social networks outside of services has not been possible. A number of people who came through services with me, felt really bereft when contemplating discharge, because of this. I am grateful that from day one of DBT I was prepared for the day the therapy would end, that the main goal of my treatment was to prepare me for a life without professional help.
That is what I need to remind myself of, when the 'apparent competence martyr' rears her head. If I need support and emotional validation I need to either find it in reminding myself of how far I've come, or seek the reassurance of those who I am accepting care for me and love me as I am. I love the fact that many of my friends are straight talkers, they have earned the right with me to challenge my faulty thinking in much the same way that my group facilitators and therapist did when learning DBT skills.
Instead of feeling invalidated because I am meeting other BPD sufferers who have support workers and are being offered ongoing treatment and counselling, I should really reflect on the fact that I have come a long way. I do have competence in the skills that are keeping me on an even keel. I would be frustrated by having to refer to someone else, or go through a team for approval of my plans. I am trusted to manage myself in my role, with some management support. It is validating to be trusted to develop my own ideas and resources. The skills I have built up over many years in a number of arenas are now helping me to move from unemployment to voluntary work and hopefully on to paid employment. Essentially, I was ready for discharge, I have not looked back since I finished the skills acquisition of DBT and I am actively building 'mastery'. It is still an ongoing battle with the voices from the past who tell me I am unworthy, but slowly I am able to validate myself and know that my competence has moved from 'apparent' to real.
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