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Hi all.

I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I was

about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of borderlines

or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think about

it.

Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king and

queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture. When I

was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my room,

and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all happy

and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of the

king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture I

ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's not

the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I tried

to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw was

as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd feel

when I'd draw or paint.

Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

parenting?

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I think there is indeed some borderline in there--the way they called you

bad and evil and destructive is NOT just 'insensitive' or 'bad' parenting.

It sounds like they were splitting you black.

Parents can and do mess up--but that is WAY more than just being a bad

parent--it was downright abusive and the way they went about it definitely

sounds like a manifestation of BPD.

I bet that picture was really beautiful. I love it when little kids draw

pictures for me--like the kids I babysat and my little siblings. They're

giving what is most valuable to them--their time and talent, as a way to

show how much they like us. My little sister drew me a picture of us after I

took her on a big birthday outing for her 7th birthday--shortly before I was

disowned. I saved it somewhere safe <3

> **

>

>

> Hi all.

> I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I

> was

> about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of

> borderlines

> or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think about

> it.

> Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king and

> queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture. When

> I

> was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my

> room,

> and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all happy

> and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of

> the

> king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture I

> ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's

> not

> the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I tried

> to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw was

> as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd feel

> when I'd draw or paint.

> Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> parenting?

>

>

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Judy,

That's certainly not the way normal, mentally healthy parents

treat their children. It is way beyond just being insensitive.

Hitting you many times sounds was physical abuse. Telling a

five-year-old that she is evil sounds like emotional abuse,

especially if there was a pattern of similar things being said.

Tearing up your drawing was an extreme over-reaction. It is at

the far edge of what a normal parent might do if he or she were

having a bad day and was really stressed and upset (even good

parents make mistakes and can lose control once in a while).

Combined with the yelling and hitting you it sounds more like

the kind of reaction that people with BPD have. BPD is very much

about emotions that are out of control and inappropriate and it

sure sounds like your parents' reaction to the holes in the

screen were massively out of proportion to the seriousness of

the damage. You probably deserved a bit of punishment and some

talking to about why what you did was wrong, but you didn't

deserve to be beaten, called evil, or to have your artwork

destoryed that way. The latter was an invalidation of your

efforts and the feelings that caused you to make the drawing for

them. BPD isn't the only explanation for why parents might

behave that way, but it is definitely one explanation for it.

At 09:49 AM 07/21/2011 Judy wrote:

>Hi all.

>I keep having this really vivid memory of something that

>happened when I was

>about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response

>of borderlines

>or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I

>think about

>it.

>Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture

>of a king and

>queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic

>child, and a

>perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this

>picture. When I

>was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever

>drawn, and I

>was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come

>into my room,

>and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy

>doing

>something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and

>accidentally

>poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the

>tiny hole I

>had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger

>was quite

>pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen.

>Finally my

>parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and

>queen, all happy

>and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in

>the screen.

>They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and

>destructive.

>They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the

>picture of the

>king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the

>best picture I

>ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore

>it into

>little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. "

>And I felt

>sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember

>crying, " It's not

>the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the

>room, I tried

>to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I

>could draw was

>as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the

>joy I'd feel

>when I'd draw or paint.

>Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is

>it just bad

>parenting?

--

Katrina

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I would vote that your parents' reaction to their 5-year-old poking holes in

the window-screen: screaming at you and tearing up your sweet drawing in

retaliation or revenge probably qualifies as bpd criteria #8: " inappropriate and

extreme rage " . I'm so sorry that they were both that way; neither of them were

able to remain rational or calm the other one down. You were pretty much

screwed in the parent department.

Parents are supposed to have the maturity and rationality to not go into

hysterics or ballistic rage over the stuff that small children do like spilling

milk, tearing their clothes, losing things, or not understanding that its not OK

to poke holes in screens.

That should have been a *teaching moment*, not a ranting, terrifying, shaming

and humiliating and revenge moment.

Such behavior is not parenting, its just infantile ranting and tantruming, its

violent and its abusive and its TRAUMATIZING to the child. And it took away

your joy in drawing anything; to me that is a criminal act.

Your parents *robbed you* of the pleasure of expressing yourself artistically,

for life, perhaps... over a stupid, freaking window-screen.

In a somewhat similar situation (one of many, I'm sorry to say) my nada robbed

me of the joy of sewing. I was about 8 at the time. Instead of encouraging my

interest in something she was good at, she refused to sit with me and teach me

to use her sewing machine. She just angrily set me up with it and walked away,

predicting that I'd sew my fingers together. She refused to even just teach me

how to draw a pattern or buy a pattern and pin it to the cloth, or cut out

matching pieces to make a simple T-shirt, so I tried to figure it out for

myself. I couldn't make the sewing machine work right; the thread underneath

got all tangled. So I got a regular sewing needle and sewed the rather

mis-matched pieces together by hand (sticking myself frequently), turned it

inside out and proudly put it on to show mom what I did. My nada looked at me

in pure disgust. She told me in an icy voice to never wear " that thing "

outdoors, because it would embarrass her; people would think she'd made it and

it looked horrible. I was crestfallen and shamed and never wanted to try sewing

again. And I got screamed at for making a mess and screwing up her sewing

machine.

So, anyway. Yes, I think what your parents did to you was an example of bpd or

npd raging, and it shocked you, frightened you, traumatized you and robbed you

of one of life's pleasures. I hope you can someday get that pleasure back; you

deserve it.

-Annie

>

> Hi all.

> I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I was

> about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of borderlines

> or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think about

> it.

> Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king and

> queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture. When I

> was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my room,

> and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all happy

> and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of the

> king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture I

> ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's not

> the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I tried

> to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw was

> as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd feel

> when I'd draw or paint.

> Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> parenting?

>

>

>

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That's psycho. And that's abuse. Both the drawing and the sewing.

I also liked to sew as a kid. My nada was good at it but found others to

teach me. Playing the piano wtas the thing she ruined for me - I remember

her slamming the lid on my hands when I was 3 years old. I still played and

it didn't take long to get better than her and that sure pissed her off.

This sparked my life long interest in developing skills to surpass the

skill level of my haters skill sets. Its very satisfying.

On Thu, Jul 21, 2011 at 10:54 AM, anuria67854 <anuria-67854@myp acks.net>wrote:

> **

>

>

> I would vote that your parents' reaction to their 5-year-old poking holes

> in the window-screen: screaming at you and tearing up your sweet drawing in

> retaliation or revenge probably qualifies as bpd criteria #8: " inappropriate

> and extreme rage " . I'm so sorry that they were both that way; neither of

> them were able to remain rational or calm the other one down. You were

> pretty much screwed in the parent department.

>

> Parents are supposed to have the maturity and rationality to not go into

> hysterics or ballistic rage over the stuff that small children do like

> spilling milk, tearing their clothes, losing things, or not understanding

> that its not OK to poke holes in screens.

>

> That should have been a *teaching moment*, not a ranting, terrifying,

> shaming and humiliating and revenge moment.

>

> Such behavior is not parenting, its just infantile ranting and

> tanchotruming, its violent and its abusive and its TRAUMATIZING to the

> child. And it took away your joy in drawing anything; to me that is a

> criminal act.

>

> Your parents *robbed you* of the pleasure of expressing yourself

> artistically, for life, perhaps... over a stupid, freaking window-screen.

>

> In a somewhat similar situation (one of many, I'm sorry to say) my nada

> robbed me of the joy of sewing. I was about 8 at the time. Instead of

> encouraging my interest in something she was good at, she refused to sit

> with me and teach me to use her sewing machine. She just angrily set me up

> with it and walked away, predicting that I'd sew my fingers together. She

> refused to even just teach me how to draw a pattern or buy a pattern and pin

> it to the cloth, or cut out matching pieces to make a simple T-shirt, so I

> tried to figure it out for myself. I couldn't make the sewing machine work

> right; the thread underneath got all tangled. So I got a regular sewing

> needle and sewed the rather mis-matched pieces together by hand (sticking

> myself frequently), turned it inside out and proudly put it on to show mom

> what I did. My nada looked at me in pure disgust. She told me in an icy

> voice to never wear " that thing " outdoors, because it would embarrass her;

> people would think she'd made it and it looked horrible. I was crestfallen

> and shamed and never wanted to try sewing again. And I got screamed at for

> making a mess and screwing up her sewing machine.

>

> So, anyway. Yes, I think what your parents did to you was an example of bpd

> or npd raging, and it shocked you, frightened you, traumatized you and

> robbed you of one of life's pleasures. I hope you can someday get that

> pleasure back; you deserve it.

>

> -Annie

>

>

>

> >

> > Hi all.

> > I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I

> was

> > about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of

> borderlines

> > or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think

> about

> > it.

> > Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king

> and

> > queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> > perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture.

> When I

> > was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> > was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my

> room,

> > and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> > something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> > poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> > had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> > pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> > parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all

> happy

> > and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> > They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> > They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of

> the

> > king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture

> I

> > ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> > little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> > sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's

> not

> > the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I

> tried

> > to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw

> was

> > as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd

> feel

> > when I'd draw or paint.

> > Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> > parenting?

> >

> >

> >

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That is horrible. If someone did that to my kid I might just punch them...

For what it's worth, my nada did a full-on freak-out complete with spanking on

me when I was about three or four for something I drew. My brother (then five or

six) used to be afraid of being alone in the bathroom so would leave the door

open while he used the facilities. My parents never really did anything about

it, maybe thought it was cute or something. Being a kid, I drew whatever caught

my attention, so I drew a picture of my brother using the bathroom. OMG, you'd

think I had intentionally set her clothes on fire. Purple-red face, screaming,

hitting....over a preschool drawing, completely innocent, just drawing what I

saw around me.

She also once took a favorite toy of mine (one of those Fisher-Price castles)

and threw it off our balcony and into our back yard because I had decided that I

wanted to put real water in the moat, and then decided the moat wasn't big

enough so I started pouring water on the floor around the moat, hence getting

the carpet quite wet. She refused to let me bring the toy back inside, but

instead made me watch it get slowly destroyed by the weather/dogs over the next

week or so. I think I was five or six at the time.

Anyway, what you describe could be one of many manifestations of borderline

behavior, and I'd go further to state that it wasn't insensitive as much as it

was just cruel.

>

> Hi all.

> I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I was

> about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of borderlines

> or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think about

> it.

> Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king and

> queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture. When I

> was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my room,

> and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all happy

> and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of the

> king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture I

> ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's not

> the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I tried

> to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw was

> as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd feel

> when I'd draw or paint.

> Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> parenting?

>

>

>

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I don't know if I would peg this as PD. But it does sound like a very immature,

impatient and an uncaring way to deal with an innocent child's mistake.

I am very sorry that happened to you :-(

>

> Hi all.

> I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I was

> about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of borderlines

> or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think about

> it.

> Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king and

> queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture. When I

> was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my room,

> and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all happy

> and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of the

> king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture I

> ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's not

> the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I tried

> to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw was

> as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd feel

> when I'd draw or paint.

> Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> parenting?

>

>

>

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Oh my God, that was incredibly hard to read. I am so sorry for that wound to

you.

Was that a one-time event for your parents or was it consistent behavior?

Whatever they are, they are at the very least incredibly harsh. It's one thing

to get upset about holes in the screen but then to also cut a child down and

beat them, that's evil.

Again, so sorry.

>

> Hi all.

> I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I was

> about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of borderlines

> or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think about

> it.

> Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king and

> queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture. When I

> was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my room,

> and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all happy

> and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of the

> king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture I

> ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's not

> the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I tried

> to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw was

> as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd feel

> when I'd draw or paint.

> Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> parenting?

>

>

>

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Thank you all for your kind and insightful comments.

No, this wasn't a one-time event. Well, my parents tearing up a picture I'd

drawn was a one-time event, but they completely lost their tempers at me all

the time at the smallest of mistakes I'd make. I'd do something innocently

and they'd find it horrible and would burst out screaming at the top of

their lungs, and hit me, and say terrible things to me. The punishments they

gave me were far out of proportion to what I did wrong. One of the first

words I learned was " destructive, " because they called me that a lot.

Thinking back, I was no more destructive than any other child, and far less

destructive than many children I've been around. I was quiet, introspective

and wanted to be good, but no matter how hard I'd try, something I'd do

would start them screaming, cursing and hitting me.

Another vivid memory comes to mind.I was about 10, and I had a notebook that

I'd write in every night, like a diary. I'd lie in bed and write down the

events of the day, and write little poems. I was finishing up a poem and my

father came in to tell me it was time to go to sleep. I told him I was

almost finished with a poem and could I have ten more minutes? He yelled " GO

TO SLEEP! " I really wanted that 10 more minutes because I was feeling

inspired. I begged him to let me stay up for 10 more minutes. He yelled,

" PUT THAT DAMN NOTEBOOK AWAY AND GO TO SLEEP! " I yelled back, " NO! " And he

just lost it. Sure, I was misbehaving by yelling back at him, but what sort

of father responds by turning bright red and screaming at top volume and

calling a child one bad thing after another, including a stupid goddamn

bitch? I remember just sitting there and crying. How can a loving father

call a little girl a stupid goddamn bitch anyway? All I wanted to do was

finish a poem.

Yeah - my parents didn't seem to be able to control their tempers at all,

and it didn't take much to make them lose control completely. But in the

outside world - outside the home - they were paragons of pleasantness. I

could see that they were putting on an act outside the home, but no one else

could. And no one ever saw them go off except for me.

They also loved GOADING. They'd goad each other. They'd goad me. One would

say something to the other that they KNEW would hurt deeply, and then the

screaming fight would start and go on and on for hours. When I got to be

about 11, they started goading me. They'd say one mean thing after another

to me until I'd be shaking, crying and speechless. Sometimes I'd start

hitting myself. That would make them laugh. When I got a bit older, maybe

13, I started saying mean things back, and yelling back at them when they

yelled. I never started the goading session, but I'd continue it, hating

myself all the while. I never won, though. Generally I'd end up being hit

and/or kicked and they were simply better at verbal abuse than I was.

It wasn't until I left home that I realized that I'm just not a mean person.

I can't stand meanness.

I wonder if it would have been easier for me if I'd had a sibling? My

parents could have spread the meanness out a little.

> **

>

>

> Oh my God, that was incredibly hard to read. I am so sorry for that wound

> to you.

>

> Was that a one-time event for your parents or was it consistent behavior?

>

> Whatever they are, they are at the very least incredibly harsh. It's one

> thing to get upset about holes in the screen but then to also cut a child

> down and beat them, that's evil.

>

> Again, so sorry.

>

>

> >

> > Hi all.

> > I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I

> was

> > about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of

> borderlines

> > or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think

> about

> > it.

> > Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king

> and

> > queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> > perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture.

> When I

> > was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> > was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my

> room,

> > and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> > something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> > poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> > had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> > pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> > parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all

> happy

> > and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> > They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> > They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of

> the

> > king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture

> I

> > ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> > little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> > sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's

> not

> > the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I

> tried

> > to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw

> was

> > as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd

> feel

> > when I'd draw or paint.

> > Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> > parenting?

> >

> >

> >

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Judy, reading about your childhood reminds me of that book and movie, " Matilda,

by Roald Dahl. Utterly horrid, self-absorbed, evil parents raising a brilliant

gem.

> > >

> > > Hi all.

> > > I keep having this really vivid memory of something that happened when I

> > was

> > > about 5 years old. Do you think this is the parental response of

> > borderlines

> > > or just insensitive parenting? I still feel sad and sick when I think

> > about

> > > it.

> > > Okay, I was 5 or so, and I was drawing and coloring a picture of a king

> > and

> > > queen as a special present for my parents. I was an artistic child, and a

> > > perfectionist, and I worked especially long and hard on this picture.

> > When I

> > > was finished, I knew it was the very best picture I had ever drawn, and I

> > > was so excited to give it to my parents. I called them to come into my

> > room,

> > > and they told me to wait a little while because they were busy doing

> > > something. While I was waiting, I looked out the window and accidentally

> > > poked a hole in the screen with my little finger. I liked the tiny hole I

> > > had made, and also the feel of the screen yielding to my finger was quite

> > > pleasant, so I made a few more little holes in the screen. Finally my

> > > parents came in, and I held up the picture of the king and queen, all

> > happy

> > > and expectant. But the first thing they saw was the holes in the screen.

> > > They started screaming at me, and called me bad and evil and destructive.

> > > They hit me many times. I cried, of course. And I held up the picture of

> > the

> > > king and queen, and said, " I made this for you, and it's the best picture

> > I

> > > ever made. " And one of my parents grabbed the picture and tore it into

> > > little pieces, and said, " This is what you did to the screen. " And I felt

> > > sick and like my world had just come apart, and I remember crying, " It's

> > not

> > > the same thing! It's not the same thing! " When they left the room, I

> > tried

> > > to reproduce my best-picture-ever, and I couldn't. Nothing I could draw

> > was

> > > as good as the original. And after that, I completely lost the joy I'd

> > feel

> > > when I'd draw or paint.

> > > Is there anything borderline about my parents' behavior or is it just bad

> > > parenting?

> > >

> > >

> > >

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