Anyone else here struggle with imposter syndrome? Feeling like just about everyone else is actually living their life and you are just constantly trying to get there? Not it terms of jealousy or envy, but like legitimately feel as if your life isn't really being lived.
Ever forget why you are NC or set strong boundaries with your BPD parent? I often find myself having to remind myself of why I am NC with my uBPD mother... all I have ever known is "that's your mom" and "that's just how she is".... i feel like i am being overdramatic when I try to remember my why.
Why do they keep reaching out even when you don't respond?
Was is it hard to go NC knowing that it would impact other relationships like not seeing your siblings, nieces, grandparents?
This is my husbands response to my mother leaving us both voice messages apologizing for her actions... i had recently posted about my mother being in town and wanting to see my children and I. We have been bombarded with phone calls and messages telling us we should come and other things. Her apology was essentially the same for us both and about how she is sorry for being manipulative and that she will do better. She has known we have had issues for years but just now apologizes when she is in town and we have refused to see her. Advice?
How do you handle convenient apologies and love bombing? My uBPD mother is trying to breakdown boundaries by now giving a blanketed apologies that are given on her terms, with a targeted goal of seeing my children and I. They tug at something in my heart... I was raised in a household that caters to my mother's emotions and wants, literally regardless of the cost and I am struggling.
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I hope this is the sub for me.... this is a snippet of the messages from my mother who I have tried to distance myself from I recently found out she had been using my SSN and credit and that is on top of shaming me and my significant other for being together and having children out of wedlock. She is coming to visit and played the game of if you arent going to dance to the beat of my drum I am not coming. But seems like she got on the plane and is now here. She has not apologized. Please help me stay strong. I have 2 kiddos that I dont want to have exposed to this behavior and it tears me apart leaving me not my best me. I do not want to see her, but that also means not seeing any of my family that I havent seen in years.
When I was about 6 (born in 1995) I had a twinkle twinkle little star plushie that was white with like galactic eyes. To my memory it resembled a like little character not shaped like a star but more of a mouse kinda. Haha