tuesday friday correspondence and 2 hours of he..hockey sticks

[Think About It...]

I have decided while my dd is a camp counselor this summer I will send her something - snail mail or email or text just on Tuesdays and Fridays as boundry setting. 

2 hours of hockey sticks happened jsut before her graduation as I had eluded to before.  I let her home the 2 nights around her graduation breaking the rules of you have to see a p before staying at home.  I jsut sent out an email with photo to friends announcing her graduation and summer job and thoughts on college.    A few replied how wonderful.  to my closest of out of town friends in the know I responded with:

  Here is the backside to the story:   Her graduation is a curse disguised as a blessing.  She had spent enough nights on the street and without money that she hit her bottom and called a p.  Between that call and the appointment 6 days laters she found out she was graduating, passed the life guard test and secured her summer job.,  She then decided she didnt need a p as her life is great.

I did let her home for the 2 nights around her graduation. My friend a social worker could not believe it as she was here the 2 hours before graduation.

She went from having dinner with us in a very very nice conversation to going up stairs and swearing at me and throwing the curling iron stating she is not walking and its my fault cause I didn't turn on the curling iron to sewing up a pair of ripped jeans with a tapestry needle, to fabricating the story about the group photo and how the principal said they had to be dressed and she didn't have those clothes to opening gifts with a big smile to crawling into bed naked 10 minutes before we had to leave crying her eyes out that she was not walking, yelling at me for not picking out her clothes, so I pick out 3 outfits and get sworn at for going through her clothes and telling her what to wear...

That was my graduation week and I am glad it is over!

[twojaybirds]

I have decided while my dd is a camp counselor this summer I will send her something - snail mail or email or text just on Tuesdays and Fridays as boundry setting. 

2 hours of hockey sticks happened jsut before her graduation as I had eluded to before.  I let her home the 2 nights around her graduation breaking the rules of you have to see a p before staying at home.  I jsut sent out an email with photo to friends announcing her graduation and summer job and thoughts on college.    A few replied how wonderful.  to my closest of out of town friends in the know I responded with:

  Here is the backside to the story:   Her graduation is a curse disguised as a blessing.  She had spent enough nights on the street and without money that she hit her bottom and called a p.  Between that call and the appointment 6 days laters she found out she was graduating, passed the life guard test and secured her summer job.,  She then decided she didnt need a p as her life is great.

I did let her home for the 2 nights around her graduation. My friend a social worker could not believe it as she was here the 2 hours before graduation.

She went from having dinner with us in a very very nice conversation to going up stairs and swearing at me and throwing the curling iron stating she is not walking and its my fault cause I didn't turn on the curling iron to sewing up a pair of ripped jeans with a tapestry needle, to fabricating the story about the group photo and how the principal said they had to be dressed and she didn't have those clothes to opening gifts with a big smile to crawling into bed naked 10 minutes before we had to leave crying her eyes out that she was not walking, yelling at me for not picking out her clothes, so I pick out 3 outfits and get sworn at for going through her clothes and telling her what to wear...

That was my graduation week and I am glad it is over!

[vivekananda]

OMG twojaybirds. What a mess. I'm glad that's over for you too.

But, she walked, she did come home, she got a job...

and now you're back on track - well done, you survived a wiser woman!

So, it was anxiety about the whole caboodle that set her off into a rage? Next time you could anticipate that maybe and take preventative action. ..?

Pity she doesn't need a T anymore, but that boundary is still there eh? She obviously wanted to be home... it's still possible. Maybe next time she has to be seeing the T and applying the learning before she gets home...

I am reminded of that song, 'I will survive. As long as I know how to love etc'

vivek 

[Thursday]

2 J Birds,

She went from having dinner with us in a very very nice conversation to going up stairs and swearing at me and throwing the curling iron stating she is not walking and its my fault cause I didn't turn on the curling iron to sewing up a pair of ripped jeans with a tapestry needle, to fabricating the story about the group photo and how the principal said they had to be dressed and she didn't have those clothes to opening gifts with a big smile to crawling into bed naked 10 minutes before we had to leave crying her eyes out that she was not walking, yelling at me for not picking out her clothes, so I pick out 3 outfits and get sworn at for going through her clothes and telling her what to wear...

Sometimes I wish we had film of stuff like "the above" to show people what BPD and being disregulated looks like. That description of yours is SPOT ON! Having lived through similar (oh so similar) I can  

Sure can commiserate.

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