…because thriving is the goal
My relationship with my mother is complicated. It feels like a living thing quite separate from me. A complex, dangerous, unpredictable, delicate and yet tenacious living thing that persists. I’ve written a lot about Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) and my mother in this space… Continue Reading “My Borderline mother: two years later”
Well, I did it. I saw my mother and stepfather. I wasn’t nervous at all until about an hour before I had to leave, and then it hit me. I was suddenly scared that she was going to be unkind to me. I was… Continue Reading “Lunch with My Mother”
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… Continue Reading “The Red Herring Effect”