As long as I am pretty and well-behaved and fake about my feelings (suppressing emotions or having them at all), they take credit for what God did.
I recently realized that the support I got from my mom (
pressure actually) to be a good student and do well at music, was
never about me, but it was important to her because
my success was really about bringing her attention. It was always about her. It was HER child who got awards, because of HER. She would brag about me, although she said she didn't brag. The narrative was always that I only achieved what I did because of her. She thrived over the attention any of my successes brought her. I didn't figure that out until I was 57. Head in the sand before then. When you wrote "they take credit for what God did", it kind of made me think of that. You sound younger than my 57, so I think it's great that you've got a good head start into sorting all this stuff out earlier than I did.
My mother recently told me that I was an accidental pregnancy and she wished she had aborted me. For years the parents have been insisting that I am to blame for their irresponsible and impulsive behaviors and send me to therapy.
So this is nasty stuff. I am really glad you have a T, and one who "gets it". The fact that she told you that you are the daughter of a borderline, and not BPD yourself, is encouraging because there are some T's who don't get it. What do you think of your T?