Finally! We finally had the conversation where the light bulb went off! It was the “aha” moment. I’m so relieved because I finally got my point across. They now see what I see. They acknowledge it and they seem to understand it and they promise to do something about it. The relief is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Now we’re getting somewhere. This has been a long and painful journey but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Acknowledging you have a problem is the first step in healing, right? Well now we’re on our way!
So you sleep like a baby and you’re so excited that tomorrow will be a new day, the first day, on the road to recovery. And then the bombshell. The breakthrough is no more. Everything that seemed so clear the night before has gone away. But last night didn’t you say? But no, you agreed with me last night that such and such was the case! How did you change your opinion so fast? So now you don’t think there’s anything wrong with you? You think i’m the one with these issues?
Sound familiar? Moments of clarity are so fleetingly teasing. They build up your hopes and then snatch them away like a Linus and lucy football kick. I can’t explain it but i’ve seen it over and over again. For some unknown reason (unknown to me), the BPD does have those moments where they can see and admit the issues that we see. But they can’t sustain it. Because somehow, some way, their minds won’t let them stay in Clearville very long. The fear of admitting a problem is too great. And so, in short order, the fog settles back in and the clear blue skies are no more.