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Hi !

I can really relate to your photo album experience. In our huge box of pictures

and movies, I discovered a very old box of negatives from the 1940s and 1950s,

and I have no clue how they got there. I also found some progress pictures of

the house dad was building for us when mother took us kids and

left him, again I don't know how I got them, because I don't recall ever seeing

them.

After mother divorced dad, she destroyed all the photos she had of dad. So, I

have few photos of him, except the few that my great aunt had in her photo

album, which I now have, because I had the presence of mind to ask mother for it

before she and I had our big blowup in '99.

Anyhow, I bought a negative scanner and scanned them into my computer. What a

gold mine! Those negatives contained photos of mother and dad around the time

they got married, some of dad's relatives, and tons of mother and I during my

first three years of life. Most I've never seen before.

It was so painful seeing mother in those pictures, because she was beautiful,

vivacious, and so normal looking. You could tell she loved me to pieces in

those pictures, and it tore my heart open. I wondered the exact same thing as

you, . What happened to her? It was a gut wrenching

experience working with those negatives, because part of me was so angry with

her, and the other part cried out to her, my mother, the woman who gave me life.

I'd cry myself to sleep, wanting " my mommy " . That was over a year ago. Now I

know what happened. She suffers from BPD, the most normal

appearing mental disorder that wrecks havoc with all whom they come in contact

with, eventually.

Thanks for sharing your experience, . It never ceases to amaze me how

many experiences are shared on this list that were so similar, if not exactly

the same, as one's I've experienced.

Best wishes,

Carol

Lutman wrote:

> The other night I got out my limited photo album of my

> childhood. My mother lost or destroyed the rest and

> blamed it on me to my brothers. But anyway, I found

> pics of myself when I was 2, my son's age. i found 2

> or 3 with just my mom and me. I just cried because she

> looked so normal back them and I kept asking myself

> and my husband, what happened to her??

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Carol:

That is so true. I see myself with my Mother and wonder what was truly on

her mind in the latter year pictures.

I even asked her if she was really my mother when she did some very evil

things to me. She was caught totally off her guard and wondered why.

Where do you get a negative scanner?

Kathy

Re: Making our own happy holidays -

Hi !

I can really relate to your photo album experience. In our huge box of

pictures and movies, I discovered a very old box of negatives from the 1940s

and 1950s, and I have no clue how they got there. I also found some

progress pictures of the house dad was building for us when mother took us

kids and

left him, again I don't know how I got them, because I don't recall ever

seeing them.

After mother divorced dad, she destroyed all the photos she had of dad.

So, I have few photos of him, except the few that my great aunt had in her

photo album, which I now have, because I had the presence of mind to ask

mother for it before she and I had our big blowup in '99.

Anyhow, I bought a negative scanner and scanned them into my computer.

What a gold mine! Those negatives contained photos of mother and dad around

the time they got married, some of dad's relatives, and tons of mother and I

during my first three years of life. Most I've never seen before.

It was so painful seeing mother in those pictures, because she was

beautiful, vivacious, and so normal looking. You could tell she loved me

to pieces in those pictures, and it tore my heart open. I wondered the

exact same thing as you, . What happened to her? It was a gut

wrenching

experience working with those negatives, because part of me was so angry

with her, and the other part cried out to her, my mother, the woman who gave

me life. I'd cry myself to sleep, wanting " my mommy " . That was over a

year ago. Now I know what happened. She suffers from BPD, the most normal

appearing mental disorder that wrecks havoc with all whom they come in

contact with, eventually.

Thanks for sharing your experience, . It never ceases to amaze me

how many experiences are shared on this list that were so similar, if not

exactly the same, as one's I've experienced.

Best wishes,

Carol

Lutman wrote:

> The other night I got out my limited photo album of my

> childhood. My mother lost or destroyed the rest and

> blamed it on me to my brothers. But anyway, I found

> pics of myself when I was 2, my son's age. i found 2

> or 3 with just my mom and me. I just cried because she

> looked so normal back them and I kept asking myself

> and my husband, what happened to her??

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Carol:

That is so true. I see myself with my Mother and wonder what was truly on

her mind in the latter year pictures.

I even asked her if she was really my mother when she did some very evil

things to me. She was caught totally off her guard and wondered why.

Where do you get a negative scanner?

Kathy

Re: Making our own happy holidays -

Hi !

I can really relate to your photo album experience. In our huge box of

pictures and movies, I discovered a very old box of negatives from the 1940s

and 1950s, and I have no clue how they got there. I also found some

progress pictures of the house dad was building for us when mother took us

kids and

left him, again I don't know how I got them, because I don't recall ever

seeing them.

After mother divorced dad, she destroyed all the photos she had of dad.

So, I have few photos of him, except the few that my great aunt had in her

photo album, which I now have, because I had the presence of mind to ask

mother for it before she and I had our big blowup in '99.

Anyhow, I bought a negative scanner and scanned them into my computer.

What a gold mine! Those negatives contained photos of mother and dad around

the time they got married, some of dad's relatives, and tons of mother and I

during my first three years of life. Most I've never seen before.

It was so painful seeing mother in those pictures, because she was

beautiful, vivacious, and so normal looking. You could tell she loved me

to pieces in those pictures, and it tore my heart open. I wondered the

exact same thing as you, . What happened to her? It was a gut

wrenching

experience working with those negatives, because part of me was so angry

with her, and the other part cried out to her, my mother, the woman who gave

me life. I'd cry myself to sleep, wanting " my mommy " . That was over a

year ago. Now I know what happened. She suffers from BPD, the most normal

appearing mental disorder that wrecks havoc with all whom they come in

contact with, eventually.

Thanks for sharing your experience, . It never ceases to amaze me

how many experiences are shared on this list that were so similar, if not

exactly the same, as one's I've experienced.

Best wishes,

Carol

Lutman wrote:

> The other night I got out my limited photo album of my

> childhood. My mother lost or destroyed the rest and

> blamed it on me to my brothers. But anyway, I found

> pics of myself when I was 2, my son's age. i found 2

> or 3 with just my mom and me. I just cried because she

> looked so normal back them and I kept asking myself

> and my husband, what happened to her??

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ModOasis-owner . " Stop Waking on Eggshells, " a primer for

non-BPs can be ordered via 1-888-35-SHELL (). For the table of

contents, see http://www.BPDCentral.com

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Carol:

That is so true. I see myself with my Mother and wonder what was truly on

her mind in the latter year pictures.

I even asked her if she was really my mother when she did some very evil

things to me. She was caught totally off her guard and wondered why.

Where do you get a negative scanner?

Kathy

Re: Making our own happy holidays -

Hi !

I can really relate to your photo album experience. In our huge box of

pictures and movies, I discovered a very old box of negatives from the 1940s

and 1950s, and I have no clue how they got there. I also found some

progress pictures of the house dad was building for us when mother took us

kids and

left him, again I don't know how I got them, because I don't recall ever

seeing them.

After mother divorced dad, she destroyed all the photos she had of dad.

So, I have few photos of him, except the few that my great aunt had in her

photo album, which I now have, because I had the presence of mind to ask

mother for it before she and I had our big blowup in '99.

Anyhow, I bought a negative scanner and scanned them into my computer.

What a gold mine! Those negatives contained photos of mother and dad around

the time they got married, some of dad's relatives, and tons of mother and I

during my first three years of life. Most I've never seen before.

It was so painful seeing mother in those pictures, because she was

beautiful, vivacious, and so normal looking. You could tell she loved me

to pieces in those pictures, and it tore my heart open. I wondered the

exact same thing as you, . What happened to her? It was a gut

wrenching

experience working with those negatives, because part of me was so angry

with her, and the other part cried out to her, my mother, the woman who gave

me life. I'd cry myself to sleep, wanting " my mommy " . That was over a

year ago. Now I know what happened. She suffers from BPD, the most normal

appearing mental disorder that wrecks havoc with all whom they come in

contact with, eventually.

Thanks for sharing your experience, . It never ceases to amaze me

how many experiences are shared on this list that were so similar, if not

exactly the same, as one's I've experienced.

Best wishes,

Carol

Lutman wrote:

> The other night I got out my limited photo album of my

> childhood. My mother lost or destroyed the rest and

> blamed it on me to my brothers. But anyway, I found

> pics of myself when I was 2, my son's age. i found 2

> or 3 with just my mom and me. I just cried because she

> looked so normal back them and I kept asking myself

> and my husband, what happened to her??

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ModOasis-unsubscribe . Send questions & concerns to

ModOasis-owner . " Stop Waking on Eggshells, " a primer for

non-BPs can be ordered via 1-888-35-SHELL (). For the table of

contents, see http://www.BPDCentral.com

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Hi Kathy!

Mother and I were estranged when I found those negatives, so I haven't discussed

them with her. Even if we weren't estranged, I don't think I'd discuss " what

happened " with her, because her only problems are the problems others cause.

When I was scanning those negatives , I didn't know about BPD, and I just

couldn't reconcile any of mother's behavior. Sure, she's been a " closet

alcoholic " since my teen years in the 60s, but her drinking problems didn't

start to surface until the 80s, and she managed to plod along farily well until

the 90s. Then it was all downhill. Try as I did, alcoholism just didn't

explain the nightmares of the past 10 years. Nothing did. BPD does! It's the

grand Ah Ha!

I got my negative scanner at Fry's. I bought and returned two different brands

before I found the one I liked, and it was cheaper than the others too. They're

not all alike, and there are many different types to choose from. Mine looks

just like a regular scanner, except it has an attachment that

you place on top of the glass. The negative fits in the attachment, which

allows two beams of light to pass through the negative, one from the top, and

the other from the bottom. You can scan a negative in a regular scanner, but it

will look just like a negative, and the quality won't be great,

because there's only one beam of light from the bottom. A negative scanner

comes with software that converts the negative into a picture, but some photo

programs convert negatives into a pictures. My negative scanner scans color

slides too. If you have some valuable negatives and/or slides, a

negative scanner is imperative, if you want good quality results. Before I knew

about negative scanners, I scanned all 175 negatives with my regular scanner,

and most didn't turn out well, but I thought it was because the negatives were

bad. When I rescanned them with a negative scanner, they were

fantastic.

Best wishes,

Carol

Kathy Baerlocher wrote:

> Carol:

> That is so true. I see myself with my Mother

> and wonder what was truly onher mind in the

> latter year pictures. I even asked her if she

> was really my mother when she did some

> very evil things to me. She was caught totally

> off her guard and wondered why.

>

> Where do you get a negative scanner?

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Hi Kathy!

Mother and I were estranged when I found those negatives, so I haven't discussed

them with her. Even if we weren't estranged, I don't think I'd discuss " what

happened " with her, because her only problems are the problems others cause.

When I was scanning those negatives , I didn't know about BPD, and I just

couldn't reconcile any of mother's behavior. Sure, she's been a " closet

alcoholic " since my teen years in the 60s, but her drinking problems didn't

start to surface until the 80s, and she managed to plod along farily well until

the 90s. Then it was all downhill. Try as I did, alcoholism just didn't

explain the nightmares of the past 10 years. Nothing did. BPD does! It's the

grand Ah Ha!

I got my negative scanner at Fry's. I bought and returned two different brands

before I found the one I liked, and it was cheaper than the others too. They're

not all alike, and there are many different types to choose from. Mine looks

just like a regular scanner, except it has an attachment that

you place on top of the glass. The negative fits in the attachment, which

allows two beams of light to pass through the negative, one from the top, and

the other from the bottom. You can scan a negative in a regular scanner, but it

will look just like a negative, and the quality won't be great,

because there's only one beam of light from the bottom. A negative scanner

comes with software that converts the negative into a picture, but some photo

programs convert negatives into a pictures. My negative scanner scans color

slides too. If you have some valuable negatives and/or slides, a

negative scanner is imperative, if you want good quality results. Before I knew

about negative scanners, I scanned all 175 negatives with my regular scanner,

and most didn't turn out well, but I thought it was because the negatives were

bad. When I rescanned them with a negative scanner, they were

fantastic.

Best wishes,

Carol

Kathy Baerlocher wrote:

> Carol:

> That is so true. I see myself with my Mother

> and wonder what was truly onher mind in the

> latter year pictures. I even asked her if she

> was really my mother when she did some

> very evil things to me. She was caught totally

> off her guard and wondered why.

>

> Where do you get a negative scanner?

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Hi Kathy!

Mother and I were estranged when I found those negatives, so I haven't discussed

them with her. Even if we weren't estranged, I don't think I'd discuss " what

happened " with her, because her only problems are the problems others cause.

When I was scanning those negatives , I didn't know about BPD, and I just

couldn't reconcile any of mother's behavior. Sure, she's been a " closet

alcoholic " since my teen years in the 60s, but her drinking problems didn't

start to surface until the 80s, and she managed to plod along farily well until

the 90s. Then it was all downhill. Try as I did, alcoholism just didn't

explain the nightmares of the past 10 years. Nothing did. BPD does! It's the

grand Ah Ha!

I got my negative scanner at Fry's. I bought and returned two different brands

before I found the one I liked, and it was cheaper than the others too. They're

not all alike, and there are many different types to choose from. Mine looks

just like a regular scanner, except it has an attachment that

you place on top of the glass. The negative fits in the attachment, which

allows two beams of light to pass through the negative, one from the top, and

the other from the bottom. You can scan a negative in a regular scanner, but it

will look just like a negative, and the quality won't be great,

because there's only one beam of light from the bottom. A negative scanner

comes with software that converts the negative into a picture, but some photo

programs convert negatives into a pictures. My negative scanner scans color

slides too. If you have some valuable negatives and/or slides, a

negative scanner is imperative, if you want good quality results. Before I knew

about negative scanners, I scanned all 175 negatives with my regular scanner,

and most didn't turn out well, but I thought it was because the negatives were

bad. When I rescanned them with a negative scanner, they were

fantastic.

Best wishes,

Carol

Kathy Baerlocher wrote:

> Carol:

> That is so true. I see myself with my Mother

> and wonder what was truly onher mind in the

> latter year pictures. I even asked her if she

> was really my mother when she did some

> very evil things to me. She was caught totally

> off her guard and wondered why.

>

> Where do you get a negative scanner?

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sometimes I think that my mother drank cos she couldn't stand herself

either. I mean there were some behaviors that I could explain to

alcoholism and some that I could explain to ADHD but there were still

things that couldn't be explained by either and there was no reasonable

explaination that anyone could offer except my therapist...

** , Stinky's caretaker**

" The last of the human freedoms is to choose one's attitude in any

given set of circumstances " V. l

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sometimes I think that my mother drank cos she couldn't stand herself

either. I mean there were some behaviors that I could explain to

alcoholism and some that I could explain to ADHD but there were still

things that couldn't be explained by either and there was no reasonable

explaination that anyone could offer except my therapist...

** , Stinky's caretaker**

" The last of the human freedoms is to choose one's attitude in any

given set of circumstances " V. l

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sometimes I think that my mother drank cos she couldn't stand herself

either. I mean there were some behaviors that I could explain to

alcoholism and some that I could explain to ADHD but there were still

things that couldn't be explained by either and there was no reasonable

explaination that anyone could offer except my therapist...

** , Stinky's caretaker**

" The last of the human freedoms is to choose one's attitude in any

given set of circumstances " V. l

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