I continually try to get away from the topic of borderline personality disorder on this blog, but I find that art is imitating life. I can’t get away from it in my life either. Why fight it? I’m going to try to make it… Continue Reading “Understanding The Borderline Mother, Part I”
It’s done. After weeks of deliberation, writing, re-writing, editing, praying, procrastinating, and, yes, even fasting, I have sent my mother my final words and the book Borderline Personality Disorder Demystified. My original letter to her was thirteen pages long. Yeah, that’s too long. I,… Continue Reading “It Is Finished”
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… Continue Reading “You Shall Not Pass”
My mother was adopted when she was about 6 months-old. The story goes like this: My grandparents were walking through the orphanage when they came upon my mother. She was sitting in a crib. She looked up at my grandfather with big, blue eyes,… Continue Reading “The Cost”
As we continue to discuss Isabelle Taube’s article for Psychologies Magazine we are moving away how the media affects issues of body image for woman and into a more complex and difficult subject–family.
In an effort to see ourselves differently, we usually have to begin with the lens through which we view ourselves. If that lens is cracked or even completely wrong, then the image that we have come to identify as ours will not be based in reality at all.
While the truth is necessary for our forward movement it also hurts. For many of us, our relationships with our mothers need the most truth and are also the source of most our pain in life particularly if there is abuse. Applying truth, boundaries, and learning to stand our ground can be especially helpful as we grieve our losses in close family relationships.