BPD glitches

So…. It took me 10 days to get my act together…my bowel movements and my sleep and my coffee times, blogging time, appetite…everything went for a toss given the 12 hour time difference and my age difference and changing hotels….Coming from a third world country to a first world country.. Teehee Coming from a third […]

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I can be BPD… and more!

So… Am sitting here under a tree…at the university campus. Absorbing the facts of what’s happened n happening in my life. I didn’t just travel half way across the world…I crossed a lot of time…my memories coming back. Arriving here after 11 years of being away….is still surreal. My daughter will start college and then […]

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My belief system gave me BPD?

“Our belief system goes to grave with us” ….says I So i choose wisely. And choose what works for me today and be willing to change….Be fickle…change is allowed. I won’t inherit it blindly. My father would tell me..”.live making noise…because aint nobody’s dad buying my food”  I beleive I have BPD. First I had […]

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Can I be me?

Can I be me? I donno who I am is what I believed. But I think I knew all along that i was different. I didn’t fit any probability theorem.   I felt everyone and was kind and made a Lotta noise. But i am finding me through you.. Through writing. I set out to […]

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Healer, predator, or victim

So… Am sitting in my balcony, Looking at the Sky Thoughts running like a river Connecting dots… And i am asking and wondering again..who am I? A predator, a victim Or a healer I think I have a little bit of everything and everyone I meet…in me. I feel it. I feel you. I dont […]

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I was quiet, I was not blind!

Today: A relative is visiting me today after lunch. He is my big cousin brother. He has seen me since I was born. He attended my parents wedding. I attended his wedding and loved his daughter like mine. He and his daughter have seen my posts and are anxious to know if I am well. […]

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Coming out of our shells

This here proves that the plant was tricked and gaslighted. The plant is me with BPD…the plant is alive and hence has a shape? and energy? and hunger? But the plant was told there is no light for you….you are destined to die in the darkness…inside the shell. I made these organic (mask shape) pots […]

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