most cruel sadistic witch I have ever EVER come across. She is working my last good nerve at this moment.
And....why is it BPDs have radar to know EXACTLY when is NOT a good moment for you to deal with their drama? It's like she has a panic button somewhere that goes off when I am making serious steps and strides to further my career and finally leave the area. Then she cuts her waif act and jumps on the broom ala BPD Witch. For the last two months I have been focused and concentrating hard on getting interviews out of state and spending all my time ON ME. Wow, that does NOT go over well with a BPD. Not only does it seem Momster is agitated and dysregulated because of Seasonal Affective Disorder (it's a guess?) but she is coming at me harder than ever because this is the last extinction burst before the holidays. God KNOWS I will not be at their holidays which turns into a traumatic event for anyone normal. Almost as if they invite you to be the torture victim. Like they say to each other, "We're not having turkey, we're having Ahimsa..or ensis.
Here, sit on the platter...."
Refresher: Last year at this time Momster pulled some lame excuses out of a hat (legal/zoning) as to WHY she "could not have" my new bf (the non) live in my apartment. None of which are based in reality as you could have guessed. She yelled and raged at me over the phone and built guilt & shame into the conversation as well. She's amazing like that. I had made the mistake to trust my uBPD/ASPD brother and tell
him my bf was moving some computer equipment into my apartment. I didn't know at that time that my family was full-blown PDed. My fault I suppose. Found out later that uBPD/ASPD brother is also the golden child and the biggest stalker and minion anyone has ever seen. Here we are again. Three days after daylight savings time and she makes an excuse to come and inspect the building. She grimaces and pulls on "evil mask" pointing at bfs car. "He's not LIVING here, IS HE?" She says with disgust. I mean she just stopped short of spitting on his car. I did catch her circling the car and snooping around it. Sometimes I fear she will slash a tire. This is how vindictive she can be. She was shaking with anticipation of stomping on my happiness. Since she is sooooo crazy her question didn't catch me off guard. I honestly replied, "Why, NO." with some disgust of my own. She almost acted as if I was on the same team with her, that I am against him with her. She is truly delusional. I want to marry this man and she acts like he's the enemy.
You can imagine this little exchange reminded me that I have no family. I never did. They are empty hollow emotional shells that I wouldn't even deem human. I have people in front of me but they were never what I thought they were. I projected loving family members onto them because that's what I needed after all the death in my family. I created a fantasy for them to mirror and they ate it up to finally have control over me. I'm sorry. I feel no pity or compassion for BPDs at this point. Maybe I went backwards in my healing because of this recent event.
Of course, the next day the uBPD/ASPD brother (that hasn't been around my house in months) shows up on his day off to "work" at the building. Minion. I should have put money on it. They make me vomit they are so predictable. I am so glad the bf has been here to witness the stalkings this spring and again this season as well. I don't think anyone would believe what's been happening if they weren't painted black by these people.
They are one thing to the public: so charming and accommodating, so sweet and loving. Behind closed doors
they are sick, controlling, twisted, and calculating. I am heart broken again. Of course this week's events started an argument between the bf and I. It's what the f.o.o. counts on. Their ultimate goal to create strife and separate you from loved ones. He's gone back to his other home (in another state) and I feel punished for having a BPD family. From the f.o.o.'s view, I feel punished that I have a love life and want a normal life for once. I can tell this is going to be a bad weekend for me. I just feel like it's all spun out of control again. What the heck just happened?