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Parenting my borderline daughter with is a twenty-four-hour-a-day job.
There was no way to negotiate, no way to reason or argue. Her voice would become more rapid, accusatory, demeaning, patronizing, irrational, and paranoid.After we separated, my borderline wife and I sorted out a time when she wouldn’t be home when I would come to pick up my belongings. By the time the phone rang I had decided to get rid of her before she could get rid of me. I felt so ridiculous, but the pain, the fear, and the gut-wrenching poker in my gut were very real. Wanting to die but not being able to kill myself because I’d feel too much guilt for those I’d hurt, and then feeling angry about that so I cut myself or take an overdose to make all the feelings go away. One night I called my girlfriend and she said she would call me back because she was watching TV. It hurt so bad because the day before, I had started to believe that she really loved me.
Her tone was very fast—rat-a-tat-tat—like she was firing at me.
She would pace and become very menacing, growing closer and closer as I became more and more afraid.