Borderline Personality Disorder

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6. I wished the way he died on my dad

and it came true, took 20 years but it happened just like I wished for. It was ugly as hell but I never regretted wishing for him to suffer and be unable to speak on his death bed. I even went to see him just before he died, it was on the long train ride home that I realized that I finally got what I wished for... without regret. I have spent most of our adult lives being estranged from my brother, no regrets there either after they way they tortured and enslaved me as a child.

Our substantial inheritance was stolen by his 3rd wife who changed his will after his tongue as amputated.. he died a long, slow death by cancer of the tongue and larynx.

I still haven't visited his grave.