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Originally Posted by dubblemonkey
..yeh thinking hurts a bit!....
made me wonder about the way things happen with interactions and relationships?
Uniqueness covers many mental health sufferers...
I see the bpd individual as this wild and exotic creature from deep in the emotional jungle...like some venomous bird of paradise!
to the outside observer..we are very appealing indeed and must be aquired urgently, like a prize!...and heres the weird bit that I thought about...
we get 'captured'...I have always allowed myself to get captured....so I can be finally appreciated for all my 'splendour'....because I really have those beautiful feathers...
BUT....I need to be handled very gently and the unsuspecting un-informed, mis-informed intimacy hunter is only gentle at first to lure me out of the 'jungle'...then the 'charms' fall away, and the cage I find myself in makes me very vulnerable and I attack...my saviour becomes my victim!
they run for their lives, I destroy my cage and I limp back to the jungle with a one or two broken wings
ouch!  |
Sounds familiar. I act like a cornered animal. People can come by and offer assistance, but it would be too dangerous to let them get that close so I lash out, expecting they have ill intent. If I could just get my freedom - from myself, from the memories of all the painful experiences, from those who continue to persecute, disbelieve, judge, hurt and control me, from fear - then maybe, just maybe I could run back into the jungle and just be who I was meant to be.