For anyone reading this I am doing this as a cathartic exercise and if it helps anyone along the way I am truly happy.
I am married to a beautiful woman 37 years young…..cheesy and how I see her nit how she sees herself! She was diagnosed with BPD and PMDD. What that means is she has the megazord of PMS with a brain that doesn’t know it arse from its elbow. She is engaging, insightful, moody, funny, creative, sad and full of wonder. Thats cyclical on a 5 min cycle.
Thats only partly in jest. It is hard to live with someone living with BPD. They cannot strap on a pair, pull up their socks, choose happy or decide to get better. Every moment is a conscious effort to maintain positivity and it is, from my point of view, draining. Still every day she takes steps forward stares at her kids with wonder and finds room for love.
I am always proud of her as a friend, as wife and particular as a momma.
Thats the nice stuff. It is frustrating as hell. I am incredibly positive person….not to say I dont have my issues and dark days……but to see this light of a soul only be able to illuminate the things she touches and not see any of the good in herself is hard. It is hard to remember that when she is mean or snappy that it is not on purpose and is 99% of the time not personal.
It has become a part of our relationship to be brutally honest. From morning breath to stopping yelling at kids to money even to sex. Not something by the way that will be discussed in great lengths at any point.
Brutal honesty evolves quickly into open and frequent communication.
I think what I am saying is life is hard but worth it and being the best you can, or at least trying to be the best you can be is the best we can do.
Next time I will tell you more about me or my kids or rainbows. Depends where the breeze takes me. Love always