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Maybe that's the difference then: the idea of unconditional vs conditional love.

As in, when a baby is first born, the love that the parent feels for their

infant is unconditional, and in return the infant/toddler/child feels

unconditional love for the parent(s).

So in my own case, as I grew up, I was still freely, desperately giving

unconditional love to someone who was really rather severely abusive to me in a

chronic but unpredictable way.

As an adult, I found that for me, I could not continue to supply unconditional

love to someone who kept hurting me; my love became conditional. Then at a

very late point in my nada's life, when her emotional abusiveness ramped up even

more (and was more directed at my Sister than at me) I gave up altogether and

withdrew even the conditional love. When I did that, I grieved as though my

mother had actually physically died; that's what it felt like. But it was the

death of my love for her that I was grieving, I think.

My mother's recent physical death still had an impact on me and I'm still

processing that, but I believe I had already done most of my deep grieving years

ago.

Yes, I agree; how we feel about the concept of what love is, how it is shown or

shared, is very subjective.

-Annie

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> > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my mother

had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I think

she was also BP.

> > > >

> > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us, probably

alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and decided

afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > >

> > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant, schizoid, and

distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed in me, but

has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because I no longer

try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really' am (if

there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot of

time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However, I

recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > >

> > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with my

siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

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Wow, that was a really interesting way to frame it: " it was the death of my love

for her that I was grieving " .

I had a very similar experience of grieving my own nada. There was an

additional element to it for me. I also grieved the loss of the hope that she

would ever really see me as me or come around and be the

loving mother I wished for and thought I once knew. So I think I was grieving

the loss of my own hope.

I remember spending the better part of the day, the day after my wedding,

sobbing with grief in the bath tub.

When I look back on it now it makes me feel like a pathetic, drama queen, but

the grief was so palpable at the time.

My poor ex-husband - he just wanted to get me into the marital sack.

HC

> > > > >

> > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > >

> > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us, probably

alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and decided

afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > >

> > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant, schizoid,

and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed in me,

but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because I no

longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really' am

(if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot of

time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However, I

recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > >

> > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with my

siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > >

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That makes sense to me, I think I was grieving both the death of my love for my

mother and the loss of hope that she could ever change. And she never did;

Sister recently filled me in on some things nada had said to her over the last

few years, and even earlier, which made it clear that my nada had these fixed

negative feelings toward me, and paranoid or delusional beliefs about me that

never changed. The only change was that as Alzheimer's set in and ate away her

executive function, mother's paranoid, delusional beliefs began to include other

people (she felt that my Sister, and nada's friends, acquaintances, care-givers

and doctors were trying to poison her/hurt her/steal from her) and then, that

the hallucinated people she saw and heard were too.

I was just considering this the other day, that when dad was alive he was a huge

stabilizing influence on my nada; when he died, that steady, stabilizing

presence was gone and her runaway train of emotional dysregulation and

paranoid/delusional ideation had no brakes.

Its all just pretty damned sad. The saddest part (to me) is that someone that

mentally ill was left to care for little children pretty much alone, because she

was so high-functioning that she appeared normal and even charming in public.

Sister and I are lucky to be as functional as we are, really.

-Annie

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us,

probably alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and

decided afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant, schizoid,

and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed in me,

but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because I no

longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really' am

(if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot of

time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However, I

recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with

my siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > > >

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Hi Annie - this recent post of yours really resonated with me. While my mother

is still alive - she is very sick with cancer. I recenlty overheard her speaking

about me to one of my brothers on the phone and it just proved that she (like

your nada) also has VERY fixed negative feelings towards me. She was speaking

about something and when she referred to me she sais, " oh you know what she is

like. "

This is the way it has been my whole life - she has projected all her stuff onto

me and brainwashed my brothers into believing I am the problem and that I am

difficult and that I cause all the problems. It has been easy for my brothers

to buy into this character assassination because it allows them to be safe from

her poison.

What disturbs me the most is that no matter how much I do or try to be the

perfect daughter (when my brothers are NEVER available for the dirty work), she

stabs me in the back and uses any opportunity to rip me apart and bring me down.

My younger brother shows up and takes her out to dinner and HE IS THE GOOD ONE!

She forgets that in that I have cleaned her filthy, lost work and my career has

suffered while I support her with her cancer.

I get so angry still about this and wonder how anyone else deals with the

painful inequity in the way their nadas treat them and their siblings -

especially when my brothers buy into her games and revel in making me the

target.

I really, really hate my family. There is absolutely no love for them in me

lately.

Koko

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us,

probably alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and

decided afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant,

schizoid, and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed

in me, but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because

I no longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really'

am (if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot

of time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However,

I recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with

my siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > >

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(((((Koko)))))

Yes, being the scapegoat and treated unfairly by your whole foo is

heart-breaking and so damned unfair. In my family it was my little Sister who

was the scapegoat.

I read an article somewhere (I'll try and find it and link to it) that a

dysfunctional family dynamic is sort of like a wolf-pack. There is the alpha

wolf (or alpha pair) that has the most power, and rules/dominates all others in

the pack. The next-lowest wolf, the beta, can dominate anyone lower in the pack

than himself, and so on down the line, leaving the bottom-ranked wolf, the Omega

wolf, as the target of every other wolf in the pack. If the Omega wolf dies or

leaves the pack, then the next-lowest becomes the Omega.

So in a way, the dysfunctional family needs the Omega or scapegoat child to

remain in the family in that fixed position, because if he or she leaves &

refuses to be part of the foo any longer, then the next-lowest-ranked sibling

becomes the scapegoat/Omega. And NObody wants that position.

-Annie

>

> Hi Annie - this recent post of yours really resonated with me. While my mother

is still alive - she is very sick with cancer. I recenlty overheard her speaking

about me to one of my brothers on the phone and it just proved that she (like

your nada) also has VERY fixed negative feelings towards me. She was speaking

about something and when she referred to me she sais, " oh you know what she is

like. "

>

> This is the way it has been my whole life - she has projected all her stuff

onto me and brainwashed my brothers into believing I am the problem and that I

am difficult and that I cause all the problems. It has been easy for my

brothers to buy into this character assassination because it allows them to be

safe from her poison.

>

> What disturbs me the most is that no matter how much I do or try to be the

perfect daughter (when my brothers are NEVER available for the dirty work), she

stabs me in the back and uses any opportunity to rip me apart and bring me down.

My younger brother shows up and takes her out to dinner and HE IS THE GOOD ONE!

She forgets that in that I have cleaned her filthy, lost work and my career has

suffered while I support her with her cancer.

>

> I get so angry still about this and wonder how anyone else deals with the

painful inequity in the way their nadas treat them and their siblings -

especially when my brothers buy into her games and revel in making me the

target.

>

> I really, really hate my family. There is absolutely no love for them in me

lately.

>

> Koko

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Thank you Annie

Your story is SOOOOO similar to mine - I really relish your feedback and your

wisdom here

> >

> > Hi Annie - this recent post of yours really resonated with me. While my

mother is still alive - she is very sick with cancer. I recenlty overheard her

speaking about me to one of my brothers on the phone and it just proved that she

(like your nada) also has VERY fixed negative feelings towards me. She was

speaking about something and when she referred to me she sais, " oh you know what

she is like. "

> >

> > This is the way it has been my whole life - she has projected all her stuff

onto me and brainwashed my brothers into believing I am the problem and that I

am difficult and that I cause all the problems. It has been easy for my

brothers to buy into this character assassination because it allows them to be

safe from her poison.

> >

> > What disturbs me the most is that no matter how much I do or try to be the

perfect daughter (when my brothers are NEVER available for the dirty work), she

stabs me in the back and uses any opportunity to rip me apart and bring me down.

My younger brother shows up and takes her out to dinner and HE IS THE GOOD ONE!

She forgets that in that I have cleaned her filthy, lost work and my career has

suffered while I support her with her cancer.

> >

> > I get so angry still about this and wonder how anyone else deals with the

painful inequity in the way their nadas treat them and their siblings -

especially when my brothers buy into her games and revel in making me the

target.

> >

> > I really, really hate my family. There is absolutely no love for them in me

lately.

> >

> > Koko

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Yes, actually. I love my dysfunctional FOO, but some of them I don't really like

and can't trust. If that isn't unconditional love, I don't know what is. It

isn't a choice to care for them, I just do, in spite of themselves.

Instead I just choose to limit my exposure to them, and try to not fumble

boundaries when situations arise.

> >

> > you are right being a " good person " is totally subjective.

> >

> > the point I was trying to make is that in order for us to be secure with

ourselves we should establish our own standard of goodness, and live up to it,

and ignore others out of line expectations.

> > Meikjn

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I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her for

three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head with a

glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

 

I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

 

Robin

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Sunday, January 15, 2012 1:19:48 PM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

Maybe that's the difference then: the idea of unconditional vs conditional love.

As in, when a baby is first born, the love that the parent feels for their

infant is unconditional, and in return the infant/toddler/child feels

unconditional love for the parent(s).

So in my own case, as I grew up, I was still freely, desperately giving

unconditional love to someone who was really rather severely abusive to me in a

chronic but unpredictable way.

As an adult, I found that for me, I could not continue to supply unconditional

love to someone who kept hurting me; my love became conditional. Then at a very

late point in my nada's life, when her emotional abusiveness ramped up even more

(and was more directed at my Sister than at me) I gave up altogether and

withdrew even the conditional love. When I did that, I grieved as though my

mother had actually physically died; that's what it felt like. But it was the

death of my love for her that I was grieving, I think.

My mother's recent physical death still had an impact on me and I'm still

processing that, but I believe I had already done most of my deep grieving years

ago.

Yes, I agree; how we feel about the concept of what love is, how it is shown or

shared, is very subjective.

-Annie

> > > >

> > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my mother

had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I think

she was also BP.

> > > >

> > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us, probably

alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and decided

afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > >

> > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant, schizoid, and

distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed in me, but

has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because I no longer

try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really' am (if

there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot of

time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However, I

recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > >

> > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with my

siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > >

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I don't think it's pathetic at all. I had a similar reaction to my mother's

death and I think most of it was the realization that I would never have the

kind of mother I thought she could be and that I was never strong enough

to save her. It was so painful that it was worse than the most horrific

physical pain I have ever experienced.

 

Robin

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Sunday, January 15, 2012 1:32:43 PM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

Wow, that was a really interesting way to frame it: " it was the death of my love

for her that I was grieving " .

I had a very similar experience of grieving my own nada. There was an additional

element to it for me. I also grieved the loss of the hope that she would ever

really see me as me or come around and be the

loving mother I wished for and thought I once knew. So I think I was grieving

the loss of my own hope.

I remember spending the better part of the day, the day after my wedding,

sobbing with grief in the bath tub.

When I look back on it now it makes me feel like a pathetic, drama queen, but

the grief was so palpable at the time.

My poor ex-husband - he just wanted to get me into the marital sack.

HC

> > > > >

> > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > >

> > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us, probably

alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and decided

afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > >

> > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant, schizoid,

and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed in me,

but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because I no

longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really' am

(if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot of

time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However, I

recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > >

> > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with my

siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > >

> > > >

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One of my favorite movies is 'As Good As It Gets' and one of my favorite lines

from it goes something like this. 'It's not that your that p*ssed that you had

it that bad, but that so many other people had it so good'.

 

My mantra is 'It is what it is' and I have chosen to parent myself. Part of my

therapy was learning how to do that. I imagined myself as a little girl,

sometime when I felt alone and abandoned and then I imagined that my adult self

came up to this lonely, little girl and I took her by the hand and I said, " You

come with me now. I'm going to be your mother from now on. I know what's best

for you and I will make sure that you're O.K. " .

 

Robin

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Sunday, January 15, 2012 1:55:06 PM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

That makes sense to me, I think I was grieving both the death of my love for my

mother and the loss of hope that she could ever change. And she never did;

Sister recently filled me in on some things nada had said to her over the last

few years, and even earlier, which made it clear that my nada had these fixed

negative feelings toward me, and paranoid or delusional beliefs about me that

never changed. The only change was that as Alzheimer's set in and ate away her

executive function, mother's paranoid, delusional beliefs began to include other

people (she felt that my Sister, and nada's friends, acquaintances, care-givers

and doctors were trying to poison her/hurt her/steal from her) and then, that

the hallucinated people she saw and heard were too.

I was just considering this the other day, that when dad was alive he was a huge

stabilizing influence on my nada; when he died, that steady, stabilizing

presence was gone and her runaway train of emotional dysregulation and

paranoid/delusional ideation had no brakes.

Its all just pretty damned sad. The saddest part (to me) is that someone that

mentally ill was left to care for little children pretty much alone, because she

was so high-functioning that she appeared normal and even charming in public.

Sister and I are lucky to be as functional as we are, really.

-Annie

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us,

probably alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and

decided afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant, schizoid,

and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed in me,

but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because I no

longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really' am

(if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot of

time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However, I

recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > > >

> > > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with

my siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > > >

> > > > >

> > > > >

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I am exactly the same.

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Monday, January 16, 2012 3:37:24 AM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

Yes, actually. I love my dysfunctional FOO, but some of them I don't really like

and can't trust. If that isn't unconditional love, I don't know what is. It

isn't a choice to care for them, I just do, in spite of themselves.

Instead I just choose to limit my exposure to them, and try to not fumble

boundaries when situations arise.

> >

> > you are right being a " good person " is totally subjective.

> >

> > the point I was trying to make is that in order for us to be secure with

ourselves we should establish our own standard of goodness, and live up to it,

and ignore others out of line expectations.

> > Meikjn

> >

>

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In a way (you stated that you never stopped loving your nada) you remind me of

my Sister, who was able to physically be there and remain in limited contact

with our nada in spite of the emotional abuse nada heaped on her. That to me

demonstrated love: providing care for someone even though they treat you

hatefully. Sister told me that she, Sister, no longer felt any real love for

our nada, she was just determined to see things through to the end because she

had promised to do so a long time ago. She felt no love, yet she acted in a

loving way; to me that is saintly.

For my own part, I simply can't imaging feeling love toward someone (anyone) who

would physically attack my little child; getting hit on the head with a hard

object could have given your child a serious traumatic brain injury. So, you

and my Sister are made of sterner stuff than me, I guess. Sister was able to

act in a loving way toward our nada (even though she did not feel loving toward

her) and you were able to retain your feeling of love for your nada even though

she harmed your child. You and my Sister are admirable people. When it came

down to the wire, I chose my own survival. I consciously chose to stop loving

my nada and stop being in contact with her. And yet, for better or worse, I

don't feel very guilty about that; very little guilt.

-Annie

>

> I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her for

three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head with a

glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

>  

> I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

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Interesting. I could take my mother's emotional abuse as long as it was directed

toward me. When she physically abused my daughter (14 years old at the time) I

felt that she had forced my hand. You would think that I would be furious and

lash out at her, but I was not the 'sterner stuff' you think I was, I was torn

between the two, my mother and daughter, as if they were both my children. I

have always felt like I was not a very good mother for my daughter in those

moments because I didn't rise up against her enemy both in my heart and in my

actions. I quietly told my mother that I thought she was past all of this at her

age and I removed myself and my children from her life. She attempted to send my

younger daughter presents after that, but I always sent them back. And then she

died three years later. Funny how these few sentences can sum up my life with my

mother to that moment so succinctly and yet leave such alot out. I still miss

her and still am so

glad she is dead. Both of my children seem to think I have been wounded

horribly by my mother although I don't talk about the things she did to me much

with them. They seem to have great compassion for me in this regard. I have

always been puzzled by this because my nieces don't feel the same compassion for

their mothers (my sisters) and their mothers have been lamenting the poor

parenting they recieved since I can remember.

 

Contrary to your sister, I did not act lovingly toward my mother after that, but

never stopped feeling love for her. This was not a choice for me or at least it

felt like a had no choice in the matter. It has always been that way for me.

Once I feel 'love' for someone, then I always feel love for them. That is

probably why I grieved so much when she died. This is not something to be

admired, but your sister certainly seems saintly in her actions.

 

I don't know why you would feel guilty about your choice to stop loving your

mother. Each of us must choose our own path and our own way of best dealing with

life. There is no 'right or wrong' in these cases. You did what you needed to

do to survive.

 

Robin

 

 

 

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Monday, January 16, 2012 11:30:27 AM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

In a way (you stated that you never stopped loving your nada) you remind me of

my Sister, who was able to physically be there and remain in limited contact

with our nada in spite of the emotional abuse nada heaped on her. That to me

demonstrated love: providing care for someone even though they treat you

hatefully. Sister told me that she, Sister, no longer felt any real love for our

nada, she was just determined to see things through to the end because she had

promised to do so a long time ago. She felt no love, yet she acted in a loving

way; to me that is saintly.

For my own part, I simply can't imaging feeling love toward someone (anyone) who

would physically attack my little child; getting hit on the head with a hard

object could have given your child a serious traumatic brain injury. So, you and

my Sister are made of sterner stuff than me, I guess. Sister was able to act in

a loving way toward our nada (even though she did not feel loving toward her)

and you were able to retain your feeling of love for your nada even though she

harmed your child. You and my Sister are admirable people. When it came down to

the wire, I chose my own survival. I consciously chose to stop loving my nada

and stop being in contact with her. And yet, for better or worse, I don't feel

very guilty about that; very little guilt.

-Annie

>

> I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her for

three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head with a

glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

>  

> I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

>  

> Robin

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Robin,

I do that too. It does help. Especially when you identify times that no one else

either acknowledged or recognized how abandoned or sad you felt, but you know,

and can now be there as the mother for yourself, as that little girl. I get it.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us,

probably alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and

decided afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant,

schizoid, and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed

in me, but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because

I no longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really'

am (if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot

of time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However,

I recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with

my siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

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Yes, its very individual. Intellectually I realize that choosing my own

survival (or, my own emotional health) over my nada's feelings was not wrong and

nothing to feel guilty about, yet I still have some residual guilt. I guess

that's why I feel so much empathy for those in this Group who are fighting to

overcome massive amounts of misplaced guilt and inappropriate feelings of

responsibility to care for their nadas no matter how abusive she is. I think

those feelings are the hardest to get past, even when they are extraordinarily

misplaced and blatantly inappropriate.

-Annie

> >

> > I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her for

three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head with a

glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

> >  

> > I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

> >  

> > Robin

>

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Hi ,

 

I think it's a way of loving yourself. Something many of us didn't learn as

children.

 

Robin

 

 

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Monday, January 16, 2012 1:00:50 PM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

Robin,

I do that too. It does help. Especially when you identify times that no one else

either acknowledged or recognized how abandoned or sad you felt, but you know,

and can now be there as the mother for yourself, as that little girl. I get it.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Hi I'm new and just learning about BPD. I had figured out that my

mother had narcissistic personality disorder after her death 7 years ago, but I

think she was also BP.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > I have four siblings and there is quite a history between us,

probably alot of trauma bonding. I finally went for therapy a few years ago and

decided afterwards that my relationships with my siblings were dysfuntional.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > A bit of background...I find that I am somewhat avoidant,

schizoid, and distrusting of people in general. This tendancy has always existed

in me, but has become more pronounced as I have aged. I believe this is because

I no longer try to 'fit in' and have become more comfortable with who I 'really'

am (if there is such a thing). Being an extreme introvert means that I need alot

of time alone anyway so my avoidant behaviour is not a problem for me. However,

I recently had a bit of a kurfuffle with my two older sisters and afterwards

decided that it was probably in my best interests to stay away from them as much

as possible. This is easy to do because we live far apart. As time goes by I

feel more and more that I would prefer not to see them at all.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > > > Here is my dilemma...Would it be best for me to learn to deal with

my siblings in a completely different way, which would require alot of work and

anxiety and may not even happen? Or would it be best for me to completely avoid

them? We are all around 50 years old (48-54) and I have the distinct impression

that they are not interested in changing anything about themselves or our

relationship unless it is me who changes to suit them.

> > > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

> > > > > >

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I agree. Guilt is only useful if it is used as a tool to change future behavior.

It is utterly useless as a tool to beat yourself up forever.

 

I think that when we don't care for ourselves or love ourselves as we should (to

a level that is appropriate for us to both survive and thrive), then we are more

willing to sacrifice ourselves for others, especially if those others have

convinced us that they are more worthy than we are.

 

Robin

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Monday, January 16, 2012 6:35:13 PM

Subject: Re: Newbie

 

Yes, its very individual. Intellectually I realize that choosing my own survival

(or, my own emotional health) over my nada's feelings was not wrong and nothing

to feel guilty about, yet I still have some residual guilt. I guess that's why I

feel so much empathy for those in this Group who are fighting to overcome

massive amounts of misplaced guilt and inappropriate feelings of responsibility

to care for their nadas no matter how abusive she is. I think those feelings are

the hardest to get past, even when they are extraordinarily misplaced and

blatantly inappropriate.

-Annie

> >

> > I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her for

three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head with a

glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

> >  

> > I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

> >  

> > Robin

>

>

>

>

>

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In my case, it seemed to me that if I continued to feel love toward my mother,

it would just keep me vulnerable to more abuse from her, and I was unable to be

objective and not take her abusive treatment personally. It *always* hurt me

when she'd say cruel, insulting things to me, I was never able to step back and

say, " This is her mental illness, what she says about me to me is not true, and

its nothing I need to take personally. "

I simply couldn't or was unable do that, could not separate my mother from her

illness or her behaviors; to me, a person IS the cumulative result of their

behaviors: what you say and what you do IS you; to others, anyway. That of

course is just my own take on it; amy own very subjective point of view.

In any case I agree with your point, and at least in my own case I believe that

I was trained from birth to feel inferior to my mother and that she had the

right to feel superior to me and to treat me in any way or manner she chose.

And so the theory you describe seems to be a good theory to me about the

origins of inappropriate, misplaced guilt, RE the person with pd using guilt as

a manipulative weapon, and the child of the person with pd being subjected to

it.

-Annie

> > >

> > > I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her

for three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head

with a glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

> > >  

> > > I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

> > >  

> > > Robin

> >

> >

> >

> >

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Yes taking things personally has been a cross I have borne for a long time.

Therapy helped me to learn to let things go and how to soothe myself, but I have

to talk myself off the cliff often enough especially with cetrtain 'triggers'.

Ultimately, I have found that it is my self talk that makes the most difference

in my overall feelings of positiveness or negativeness. I realize that our

brains are very plastic and with the right tools and alot of work we can change

the way we've been taught to think.

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Robin

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To: WTOAdultChildren1

Sent: Tuesday, January 17, 2012 11:25:52 AM

Subject: Re: Newbie

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In my case, it seemed to me that if I continued to feel love toward my mother,

it would just keep me vulnerable to more abuse from her, and I was unable to be

objective and not take her abusive treatment personally. It *always* hurt me

when she'd say cruel, insulting things to me, I was never able to step back and

say, " This is her mental illness, what she says about me to me is not true, and

its nothing I need to take personally. "

I simply couldn't or was unable do that, could not separate my mother from her

illness or her behaviors; to me, a person IS the cumulative result of their

behaviors: what you say and what you do IS you; to others, anyway. That of

course is just my own take on it; amy own very subjective point of view.

In any case I agree with your point, and at least in my own case I believe that

I was trained from birth to feel inferior to my mother and that she had the

right to feel superior to me and to treat me in any way or manner she chose. And

so the theory you describe seems to be a good theory to me about the origins of

inappropriate, misplaced guilt, RE the person with pd using guilt as a

manipulative weapon, and the child of the person with pd being subjected to it.

-Annie

> > >

> > > I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her

for three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head

with a glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

> > > ÂÂÂÂ

> > > I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

> > > ÂÂÂÂ

> > > Robin

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

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Somehow, I was able to achieve the hurdle of objectivity and the ability to not

take things so personally with everyone *except* my nada. Somehow, with her,

that never happened.

Taking her negativity, attacks and accusations personally only subsided somewhat

very recently, with the onset of her senile dementia (even though at the time I

didn't realize that that was what was ramping up my nada's emotional

abusiveness.) I just knew for sure that I had to cease contact with her for my

own sake. Having contact with her was starting to result in debilitating

physical symptoms for me; my body was telling me to go No Contact, so I did. It

took a very, very long time; pretty much my entire life up to this point, for my

love for my mother to die out.

But remaining so loyally enmeshed with my nada for such a long, long time was

probably due to a lot of factors, including my being trauma-bonded to nada early

in life (the single most negative, toxic, life-altering thing she did to me was

a kind of quasi-rape when I was about 4, if you can wrap your mind around a

mother doing that to her own child) plus my dad not stepping in to confront or

control her abusiveness or validate that I was in fact being emotional and

physically abused and traumatized repeatedly. So, that put the seal on the

deal: it was OK for my mother to treat me any way she damn well pleased, say

anything to me, scrape me over a cheese grater emotionally, and physically

assault me (and my little Sister)... and that was simply OK with dad and the way

things were. Mom was always right. Mom ruled. Mom's skewed, warped reality

was my reality.

I wish I'd had the guts to go into therapy much, much earlier in my adult life;

I think that would probably have made a big (and positive) difference in my

life-trajectory.

-Annie

> > > >

> > > > I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her

for three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head

with a glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

> > > > ÃÆ'‚ÂÂÂ

> > > > I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

> > > > ÃÆ'‚ÂÂÂ

> > > > Robin

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

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'What if's' aren't much more useful than guilt in this regard. You would

probably not have benefitted from therapy if you had gone earlier because you

were not emotionally ready to take it all in and make the changes. Therapy

requires a kind of tearing down of ourselves (our egos) or the selves that we

have always identified with and then we must start to build ourselves again from

scratch. That's a scary proposition. I have this quote that I intend to frame

and hang on my wall and it really speaks to me about our natures as humans and

the difficulty we find in change....

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" We would rather be ruined than changed.

We would rather die in our dread,

than climb the cross of the present

and let our illusions die. "

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W.H. Auden

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Our mothers were only able to do what they did to us because they had a

complicit mate. They chose him because he would accept them for what they are.

It could not have been any other way. If he had ever grown a backbone and

conscience and decided to step in on behalf of his children, then she would have

left with her children and found someone who would comply with her demands.

There was no way things could have been any different for us than what they

were. All we can do now is accept that we were not meant to have 'good' parents

and embrace the good things we do have now.

Â

Robin

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Sent: Wednesday, January 18, 2012 10:46:17 AM

Subject: Re: Newbie

Â

Somehow, I was able to achieve the hurdle of objectivity and the ability to not

take things so personally with everyone *except* my nada. Somehow, with her,

that never happened.

Taking her negativity, attacks and accusations personally only subsided somewhat

very recently, with the onset of her senile dementia (even though at the time I

didn't realize that that was what was ramping up my nada's emotional

abusiveness.) I just knew for sure that I had to cease contact with her for my

own sake. Having contact with her was starting to result in debilitating

physical symptoms for me; my body was telling me to go No Contact, so I did. It

took a very, very long time; pretty much my entire life up to this point, for my

love for my mother to die out.

But remaining so loyally enmeshed with my nada for such a long, long time was

probably due to a lot of factors, including my being trauma-bonded to nada early

in life (the single most negative, toxic, life-altering thing she did to me was

a kind of quasi-rape when I was about 4, if you can wrap your mind around a

mother doing that to her own child) plus my dad not stepping in to confront or

control her abusiveness or validate that I was in fact being emotional and

physically abused and traumatized repeatedly. So, that put the seal on the deal:

it was OK for my mother to treat me any way she damn well pleased, say anything

to me, scrape me over a cheese grater emotionally, and physically assault me

(and my little Sister)... and that was simply OK with dad and the way things

were. Mom was always right. Mom ruled. Mom's skewed, warped reality was my

reality.

I wish I'd had the guts to go into therapy much, much earlier in my adult life;

I think that would probably have made a big (and positive) difference in my

life-trajectory.

-Annie

> > > >

> > > > I had a visceral reaction to my mother's death. I had not spoken to her

for three years prior to that after she hit my oldest daughter over the head

with a glass bottle. Her death was sudden and unexpected and I grieved very hard

indeed. But, I also felt immense relief although I didn't recognize this until

sometime later. It was quite an ordeal for me with all of these competing

emotions.

> > > > ÃÆ'Ã¢â‚¬à ¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚ÂÂ

> > > > I hope you have someone to lean on through the process.

> > > > ÃÆ'Ã¢â‚¬à ¡Ãƒâ€šÃ‚ÂÂ

> > > > Robin

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

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