While in my therapy, I learned that my daughter has BPD. Knowledge of this dreadful disorder helped me to see my daughter a little differently - like sick person... But I have problem with communicating with her, The worst is her accusation regarding her life failure as my fault, One of most painful remark is .. you should have do abortion, you wasted my life, my father s life, you,re manipulative , conniving, bi...ch, monster with heavy dementia... and so on, on. After a while she calls that she is sick, all kind of problems. She counts on my invitation back to New York, to live with me as it was several times previously, but I am simply scared. I would like to help, ut living with her under one roof seems like horror