Lorraine Manca
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i was looking at this book, "surviving a borderline parent" by Kimberlee roth and freda b. friedman. its bizarre to read something that describes what i went through as a kid so well. i cant believe it. im sorry this is so long.
there's a list of "symptoms" i guess, of being the kid of a borderline like being treated like a "little adult" and not like a child
and one reads "the person needs me so much, I'm being taken over; it's like we're one." my mother was beyond needy. If she was sad, it was because of me. and she hated me for it and i was a disgusting person. If she was happy, it was because of me. and she loved me for it and then i was a gift from god. then she'd lose her housekeys and i'd be trash again. she cant just be her own person.
another thing is you dont remember stuff the same as your parent, which would happen all the time. and then she'd call me crazy for it. self fulfilling prophecy!
maybe she's not got it. maybe shes just plain nuts, but it sounds an awful lot like she does
at any rate here's how i think it relates to social phobia:
part of social phobia is the fear that there's attention placed on you. and we all know its irrational, the feeling that everyones lookin at us, or that the person's judging you harshly when they're really just late to pick up their kid or something.
well if you grow up with a person like this who doesnt know where they end and other people begin, those typically irrational thoughts are true! everything they go through (in their little head) is because of you. and you know its not, but you hear it over and over growing up.
so i just wanted to ask, did anyone grow up with a borderline parent? what was it like?
and i dont mean to offend anybody. i'm sure folks who have the borderline disorder and get the right treatment for it are great people. and really its such a broad category anyway.
there's a list of "symptoms" i guess, of being the kid of a borderline like being treated like a "little adult" and not like a child
and one reads "the person needs me so much, I'm being taken over; it's like we're one." my mother was beyond needy. If she was sad, it was because of me. and she hated me for it and i was a disgusting person. If she was happy, it was because of me. and she loved me for it and then i was a gift from god. then she'd lose her housekeys and i'd be trash again. she cant just be her own person.
another thing is you dont remember stuff the same as your parent, which would happen all the time. and then she'd call me crazy for it. self fulfilling prophecy!
maybe she's not got it. maybe shes just plain nuts, but it sounds an awful lot like she does
at any rate here's how i think it relates to social phobia:
part of social phobia is the fear that there's attention placed on you. and we all know its irrational, the feeling that everyones lookin at us, or that the person's judging you harshly when they're really just late to pick up their kid or something.
well if you grow up with a person like this who doesnt know where they end and other people begin, those typically irrational thoughts are true! everything they go through (in their little head) is because of you. and you know its not, but you hear it over and over growing up.
so i just wanted to ask, did anyone grow up with a borderline parent? what was it like?
and i dont mean to offend anybody. i'm sure folks who have the borderline disorder and get the right treatment for it are great people. and really its such a broad category anyway.