u/-gunstreetgirl-

It’s so hard to make friends in your 30’s. It’s so hard to feel like you’ve made a once in a lifetime friend, work hard on that relationship, open up and bond, and then slowly watch yourself be replaced. You’re not the best friend anymore and now you barely hang out. You went out on a limb and you were so happy to finally find your person.

This shit sucks when you don’t have mental health issues but as someone with BPD? It stings so god damn bad. It’s so hard not to take it personally and feel like you’re just incapable of being loved. I don’t want to be lonely and I’m tired of it. But sometimes it sure does feel like it would be easier to just never bother than to risk this kind of feeling again.