KC Reeves

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While my father knows about my situation and keeps his distance, my mother dives into my despair without an oxygen tank, only to surface minutes later, hauling ass for shore. I once had a dream that the two of us were trapped in the wheel of a water mill. We tried desperately to extract ourselves and save each other, but one of us was always dragged under the water, only to emerge and watch helplessly as the other got pulled down.
The Buddha and the Borderline: My Recovery from Borderline Personality Disorder through Dialectical Behavior Therapy, Buddhism, and Online Dating
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