Here I go again. I am a sucker. For a couple of weeks things have been better with Adult daughter with borderling Personality disorder. By the way, not an official diagnosis but after reading forums and replies from the wise MidWestMom etc all indicates to this. I tried to detach myself and she was texting, phoning me every morning around 7am with silly queries about my grand daughter. Then I had my beloved grand daughter overnight, so Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) daughter could relax. It was lovely. On my birthday I got a box of chocolates and no card. Baring in mind I love getting cards and she knows it. I save all the cards my loved ones have given me over the years. She said she wanted to take me out for Mothers day and my birthday, I am still waiting. Then it was my youngest daughter's birthday and she got two cards one from Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) and she wrote a lovely one from my granddaughter who is 20 months old. She also got her a beautiful, expensive gift. Made a fuss of her little sister who is 22 years of age. I know it sounds ridiculous and petty but it hurts me. I pretend I m ok but I lay in bed at night wracking my brain as to how I can change things. Youngest daughter is usually at University, but is at home for a month due to ill health. I haven't heard from Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) for 6 days now, but she almost daily phones, texts sends videos and photos of my grand daughter to her sister. Breaks my heart, I texted her today and asked for the lovely video she sent her sister, she said she would send it. Its now ten and a half hours ago, still haven't received it. We are having our grand daughter to stay this Friday again overnight. So am very happy about this. The thing that upsets me, is my Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) daughter hardly speaks directly to me, we don't have a real conversation. She doesn't ask me if I m ok, and I have been unwell for nearly 3 weeks now. I feel like my nose is pressed up against a window, everyone is at the party and I m not invited. I wait for crumbs I am a pathetic excuse of a human being. This week she has made time for her step sister, her Dad (my ex) but not me. Just wanted to vent, as I think my husband is bored of this situation. He thinks that its ok, and that she is just grown up. But I know the game she is playing, he has no perception of the situation at all. I know I need to detach again, but why does it still hurt so much? when will it be okay?