Category: Rage

Becoming Strong

Today is a momentous day.  I see my mother at noon today for the first time in almost ten years.  At least I think it’s ten years. I have some long-time readers who will know that this is a big deal.  I have many…

Choosing the Healing Path

To bring you up to speed, one of the reasons I started this blog ages ago was to process having a relationship with my mother.  My mother has borderline personality disorder (BPD), but she also has other co-morbid disorders.  When I was growing up,…

The Red Herring Effect

I was about to hit my stride when I wrote “Your Narrative Brain and Trauma Recovery”, but then Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur came around; I became contemplative and pondered the nature of healing and what keeps us trapped in the same cycles.  What…

The Borderline Blame Storm

I was asked recently to write more about being in relationship with someone who expresses as having a personality disorder. Firstly, I want to be careful because I don’t want to vilify people who carry this diagnosis.  There is a lot of inflammatory rhetoric…

Understanding The Borderline Mother, Part III: The No-Good Child

As promised, here is the other side of the coin regarding “Make-Believe Children”–the no-good child.  Yesterday, I wrote a rather lengthy post describing the all-good child, and I found it to be a rather educational and somewhat emotional post to write.  I think, however,…

You Shall Not Pass

Where do I begin? At the beginning? I can’t even find the beginning.  The beginning of this day? It was snowing.  We finally got a bit of snow.  It started to feel seasonal.  Christmas is approaching.  My girls were frolicking in the flurries.  We…

A Riff on Rage

I live in an interesting state.  I love where I live even with the arctic winters and the almost tropical summer temperatures.  I love our lakes and our seasons, and I even like the quirky regional accents.  I do, however, wonder if our civil…