You know, it's interesting. I was very friendly as a child and while growing
up, but since becoming an adult and living on my own, I've become more wary
of people, for fear they'll take advantage of me.  I am normally quite
easy-going and willing to believe the best of people, but after a few bad
experiences, I'm much more careful of letting strangers onto my turf, so to
speak.

I've never had patience with those who profess that I must be special in
God's eyes because I'm disabled.  To this I say, bullsh-t. I'm disabled, so
what?  That does not make me any more special than anyone else and certainly
not more agreeable to being encroached upon.

Hoo boy, Betty, you opened one of my prime personal soapboxes.

Kat

----- Original Message -----
From: "Betty B" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Thursday, April 04, 2002 9:39 PM
Subject: Re: Human Leeches


> This all sounds just about right, and Bobby has said the same thing too.
I
> was pretty rude in my last message to her, but the baseball bat treatment
> seemed the only thing that would get through.
>
> I used to be very friendly with people, but things are different now and
> that's the way it's going to stay.
>
> In a message dated 4/3/2002 6:55:54 PM Eastern Standard Time,
> [log in to unmask] writes:
>
>
> > On Wednesday 03 Apr 2002 4:17 pm, Yvonne Craig wrote:
> > > Unfortunately she will probably not get your message. She will
> > > probably just move on to someone new. Sounds like Borderline
> > > Personality Disorder to me: unable to set clear and appropriate
> > > interpersonal boundaries, emotionally immature, manipulative...
> > >
> > > You did the right thing by setting your limits with her. Very sad
> > > that a person has to be this way. FWIW the classic childhood for
> > > people with BPD is extreme emotional neglect (+/or abuse). Joanne
> > > probably hit pretty close to the mark...
> > >
> > > Yvonne
> > >
> >
> > Since both my parents are now dead, I asked my sister about this
> > (she's 2 1/2 yrs older). I went away to Special Ed boarding school
> > from 7yrs old, then Uni, then married, so I never actually lived at
> > home for more than a few weeks in school holidays after age 7. She
> > said holidays were like the return of the prodigal son, but she said
> > she didn't mind 'cos it never lasted that long!!
> >
> > The thing she remembers resenting most is being made to come and
> > visit me every other Sunday afternoon, although I remember her being
> > "excused" this after she was 12.
> >
> > Cheers
> >
> > Deri
> >