Aunt Brie to Mom; I think you have Borderline Personality Disorder

Aunt Brie texts Mom, "Ru awake? I want to tell you about this therapist... I think it could help you too. U prob hve tinge of borderline personality from childhood trauma. Seriously call me tomorrow about work too"

Aunt Brie to Mom; I think you have Borderline Personality Disorder
Aunt Brie texts Mom, "Ru awake? I want to tell you about this therapist... I think it could help you too. U prob hve tinge of borderline personality from childhood trauma. Seriously call me tomorrow about work too"

Here is an excerpt of Aunt Brie's blog from September 8, 2016‌:              

With the Good Comes the Crazy, and I Love the Crazy the Best

September 8, 2016

"Last week, my sister was incredible. She stormed into the recovery room after my C-section at 4am barely able to stand from exhaustion with a gold necklace with three hearts as a sisterly push present. She went shopping for me, and bought me comfortable outfits conducive to breast feeding. She sat with me during my period of greatest pain, when I had gas bubbles pushing against my incision. She sat with me and Cleo on the first afternoon I was able to hold her in the NICU so that Caleb could go home and walk the dog. She arranged with her ex-boyfriend to get us a free parking spot near the hospital. She bought make-up for my post-birth photo session, and photoshopped every one of the images I sent her so that I looked “better” in them.

“DO NOT PUT ANY PHOTOS ON SOCIAL MEDIA UNTIL I FIX THEM,” she commanded me.‌

Then, on Friday, I sent her a picture of Cleo in my arms and she wrote back, “Remove me from this and all future text messages.”

“Fuck you!” she screamed at me over speakerphone when I called her with my mother.‌‌

“Do you know what happened?” I asked my brother Brendan.

“No clue,” he said.

For three days, she refused to talk to me. Then, she called me to let me know she was sending me a bill for all of the shit she had bought me in the hospital.

Aunt Brie texts Mom, from "A Brie Grows in Brooklyn"

Text from Aunt Brie to Mom saying she suspects Mom may have Borderline Personality Disorder, from "A Brie Grows in Brooklyn"

We’ve been on the road to best friends ever since. She’s back to diagnosing me with mental disorders, and to calling me every 45 minutes with nothing in particular to say."

Mom with friend visiting Aunt Brie in the hospital, from "A Brie Grows in Brooklyn"

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