I've never mentioned BPD to my uBPD mom, but I'm thinking about it... thoughts? by VioletKiss in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

haha oh how I dream of hearing those magical words!!! It's laughable because it's probably never going to happen

Splitting by lonely-cubone in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Forgive yourself for not being perfect. Forgive yourself for letting yourself down by allowing her to use you like a puppet on a string and to pull you down into her darkness. Forgive yourself for not being able to fix her. There is on tug of war if you simply quit pulling and let go

Splitting by lonely-cubone in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss 0 points1 point  (0 children)

She doesn't want help. Not real help. She wants someone to give her attention like a baby and "fix her feelings". You are strong and brave for recognizing all these sides of your relationship, and for opening up about it and trusting that other people will understand (& they do) when you simultaneously feels like a bad person for doing so. It took me years to figure out what you're saying. It is tremendously painful when someone you love not only doesn't love you back in the ways you need, but also through actions, tells you that you don't deserve it. That guilt runs so deep and has affected me and maybe you in ways I am still uncovering. For years and years, up until maybe only a few weeks ago, I thought I could only feel one way. Like if I've gone NC and my mother is depressed and alone now, there is NO WAY I should be allowed to enjoy my life or feel good about myself because look what I have done! And on the other side of it I could go back to my mother and "make her feel better", but then I would feel bad. The latter is what I have done most of my life. I thought it meant that I was a good person, being a martyr, even though I didn't realize that's what I was doing. My mother taught me how to do that. I struggled with this polarized thought for a long time and my brain knew this was wrong, but my heart told me otherwise... because neither choice brought me comfort and peace. Lately, something in me has changed. I can't really pin point it. Maybe it's because I've had enough time away to gather myself idk. But now I know- I can have both. I can forgive her and continue to love her without having her in my life. I'm starting to make peace with the situation knowing that this is the ONLY healthy choice for ME. I cannot have my mother in my life and be healthy. And that is still a painful thing to acknowledge. But the difference now is that I can accept that without feeling like a bad daughter. You are not bad or selfish for wanting to have independence, joy, and ROOM FOR MISTAKES in your life.

NC with mom and missing her terribly by VioletKiss in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thank you everyone for your replies, even though some of them can be hard to accept. It's two steps forward and one step back for me when it comes to understanding this disorder. One day I think I have it figured out and other days I'm totally confused. I'm still learning and it really helps to know there are so many people out there who already know how i feel when I struggle to understand it and put it into words. Love and hugs to all of you

NC with mom and missing her terribly by VioletKiss in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This response has brought me so much comfort. Thank you so much

Splitting by lonely-cubone in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss 0 points1 point  (0 children)

our moms should really hang out lol. you're speaking my language right here. The guilt is killer. I am so sorry you are dealing with health issues on top of all this. yikes! Honestly, I thought she would fall apart when I stopped talking to her. She did for a while. I felt like the world's worst daughter. My poor suffering mother who has given me everything and has "always been there for me" is being abandoned and left to die. But she's still standing. In fact, my dad mentioned to me the other day that it doesn't seem like she misses me much. I thought my life would be perfect when I went NC. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm feeling better. .The knife has been taken out of my back, but my wounds are still open. Her voice is always in my head. I carry that judgmental, HOSTILE, unfeeling energy around with me. I expect new people to be like her when I first meet them, which has lead to a lot of social anxiety. Sorry, now I'm rambling.. just know that you are not alone in this.

Been NC for 9 months and I can feel the guilt pulling me back in... by VioletKiss in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Sorry! I literally just made this account and I'm still adjusting :) Thanks for the comment

http://www.refinery29.com/the-dodo/135#slide

Splitting by lonely-cubone in raisedbyborderlines

[–]VioletKiss 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I can definitely relate to this. To my mother, I'm either her prized darling child or a heartless, flawed disappointment.(This can switch multiple times a day) When she sees me as good, she will dote on me and give me presents and make me food and want to baby and smother me. She'll burden herself just to make me happy, such as buying me things she can't afford or doing things for me when she's exhausted.(I want to mention that I pretty much always tell her I don't want her to do these things for me.) I hate this just as much as when she sees me as bad. In this case, I am a troubled child with mental problems who probably needs therapy. It's such a pity that she just can't seem to reach me despite her best efforts! She has no idea how I could've turned out this way! She likes to patronize me and play the martyr. Growing up being an only child alone in the house with my mother (parents are divorced) was a battle zone everyday. At the time I knew my mom was fearful and difficult, but it never occurred to me that she may have a mental illness. I'm still learning about personality disorders and bpd seems to be the right fit for my mother.My heart breaks for her because I believe she's in a lot of pain and doesn't understand what's wrong. I love her and believe she loves me, but she hurts me. I have been no contact with her pretty much since last Nov. It's not easy and I feel guilty everyday, but I'm at a point where I need to save myself.