@Born to Run I'm so sorry about what you've been true too! How awful that your father didn't want you!! :( My family is from Germany too! (My mother) I've never heard that they were diagnosed with borderline but when I read this book which was written for people who have to live with a borderliner it was like my life was written down there in that exact book and finally people understood me! All those things that other people couldn't understand that happened: the most weird behaviour were put down in that book as examples. It's so hard to get rejected all the time and what you write the neglect and isolation. Are you healing from this or is it still really difficult? I do have a few happy memories at home, when I pushed the rest away. When I played with the dog or when we were sometimes on a vacation for example.
Sadly enough I don't really notice in my head when I'm in the child role. It's because when I'm really afraid and I think everyone is against me and there is danger around me then I know that I Must be in the child role/ modus theoretically, but it doesn't feel like that. I found these things that describe when your in which role and that's why I notice it, I'll write them down:
Child role:
-You feel like there is no choice, others decide for you what you have to do,
-Your needs must be fulfilled immediately,
-You experience the other person as bigger, more powerful, you feel dependent from them and powerless,
-there is no equality
-everything takes forever: it will never get better: it will always stay like this
-the world is small, nobody cares about me, everyone has a nice life except for me.
healthy adult role:
-I always have a choice
-I decide what I do, think, feel or want
-My needs are usually not urgent,
-I am independent: I can help myself with my own basic needs
-everything changes, nothing is forever, everything ends,
-the world is big, filled with all kinds of people and possibilities.
I feel fear almost all the times and that other people are better and more powerful and that's when I think that I must be in the child role (again).
So I Just feel that fear and not the child itself. It's like I'm there again, in the past. Would that be a connection as you write? I don't know. Maybe it is? I'll keep that in mind and try to think of that the coming days.
Unfortunately comforting myself is so difficult, my adult part is almost never there. But I try. Yes it makes sense indeed! So comforting myself is difficult because the adult isn't there, but the inner critic and punishing voice are. How did you go trough this if I may ask?