I Think My Mother Is Borderline, I Think Her Mother Was BorderlineI always thought they were just kind of depressed, angry people. I thought everyone lived like I did.... sudden rages, screaming, hitting me, kicking me out the house, lack of nurturing, telling me too much personal information, like we were friends and I wasn't a child, expecting me to manage the house when I was still a child.
Now I realize she was sick. She probably grew up in a sick home too, but had a loving father.
I will never know the "truth" whatever that means, because 'there is nothing wrong with her" - it's all me, my fault, my confusion, my issues. But just being able to consider this as a possibility has caused a shift in me that, somehow, I find helpful.
I'm not interested in blaming, trash talking, or venting. I am here to learn, to refr
I always thought everyone lived like I did.
I hear people talking about missing their mothers who have died, and I wonder what that is like. I lived with a woman for a number of years who gave birth to me. Somehow I was never enough, never could please her. i heard it said recently that how we talk to our children becomes their inner voice. Wow, does that explain a lot.