My Life With Crazy
A Place For Adult Children of Borderline Mothers to Share and Heal
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Adam said:   March 13, 2017 3:59 pm PST
Wowowow im a son of a bdp mother and i have pretty much read this whole webpage non stop all day today, recently i decided to get my self into therapy and through it i discovered my mother is a bdp and after reading everyones situations its soo good to understand i was not alone. My life has been a crazy roller coaster with a bdp mother who decided to become a prostitute then an alcoholic and finnally she decided to leave me and it was the most amazing but scary moment for my self as i could never trust me or anyone else. Finnally with this web page my therapist and many others im really positive about the trauma i suffered as a child can be subdued and i will be able to sincerely create my own happy family and life. Im glad i went to therapy at 29 and finnally can solve some mysteries which had stopped me from growing in all ways. I could go on for days typing but i will get back to reading more and developing a instututional type of understand so that i can finnally be free from my traumatic past, thanks for reading and lots of love to all who have faced a bdp mother i know it was not easy but u have made it and so have i keep you head up

Ina said:   November 9, 2015 8:09 pm PST
No need to tell my personal stories of my BPD mom because they are right here on this page. I'm nearly 60 years old and it took many, many years before I realized how toxic she was and accepted that I could not be her savior and right all of the wrongs that she perceived had been done to her. There was insult added to injury for our family since my dad was an abusive alcoholic as well. When I had my second child, I began the long process of separation from the madness. With a loving husband, children I adored, I inched ahead. Wonderful lifelong friends have sealed the deal for me. If I can be considered best friends to the likes of them, I must be okay after all. Today, I have a "relationship" with mom albeit it through text and email which works best for both. I love her, yes, but will not be taken into her storm again. For those of you who are much younger, I urge you to do what you need to in order to have your own peaceful existence and leave the madness behind.

carla said:   November 2, 2015 10:27 am PST
thank you all for sharing your stories. My BPD mother has died 8 years ago and I'm still trying to understand what kind of thing was she. BPD persons are NOT ILL. Their personalities are terrific, cruel, violent- crazy. I'm in Brasil and the best thing that happened to me was her death. I

Jack said:   November 1, 2015 8:54 am PST
Amanda, you're story is the exact same as mine. I had a fantastic childhood when I was very young but your comment that you're better with a baby is honestly terrifying. I've heard that comment before about 25 years ago, be very careful and realize you can't judge your own behavior.

Angela said:   May 10, 2015 10:54 pm PST
So many years I tried to ignore the diagnosis, and I'm only 24. My sisters, who are older than me, figured it out long before me. I always knew. I just wanted to forget. So many years I was her comforter, her shoulder to cry on, her puppet. I always knew it wasn't right. I remember being 8 years old with her head literally on my shoulder and she bawled about my dad leaving her for the millionth time. Then she did something I will never forget, she used her amazing manipulation skills trying to get an 8 year old to say they would never leave her, never move out, no matter how old they got. Throughout my entire childhood all I did was try so hard to play her game, to appease her; because that was easier than what happened when I didn't. I'm 24, married, and have two kids of my own now. But everyday is a constant reminder of the 8 year old little girl who made a promise she always knew she would never keep. That was the year I started counting down to freedom. But really are we ever truly free? Does it ever truly go away? Could she ever really let me be happy without her? Just this week she was harassing my in-laws trying to tell lies so they would no longer except me. I pray daily that she will seek hep. But she is all alone in a big house, no job, no money. When will she finally hit rock bottom and seek real help? But ultimately I don't think it matters when it comes to our relationship. I just can't go there again. I've tried so many times to set boundaries and keep her at a distance, but even then I eventually am burned all over again. No more. I just can't do it.

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