Its just kinda sad
6months in before this happened. not all that surprised that it happened, just the way it happened. she really wasnt as bad as a lot of the horror stories on here. she never yelled or screamed or got violent or engaged in the worst kind of manipulative nonsense. but the testing, the "you don't understand mental illness", the "i need someone else who just gets it", the demands for an almost supernatural intuition of her needs, while doing very little to reciprocate, were constant refrains. me always having to be the one to initiate the repair, just got really old. thats the funny thing, if she had come back a couple hours, or hell a couple days later and said "im sorry, i was tripping, can we talk?" i would have wanted to work it out.
i wish good things for her. i hope she's able to turn her life around. it just looks like im not gonna be apart of that. i guess im posting this here to lend my voice to the chorus, so anyone thinking of embarking on a relationship with a pwBPD can see what it looks like, and understand that love alone is not sufficient.
and i do want to gently push back on some of the more negative posts. obviously, pwBPD hurt people, and im not excusing that. just want to reaffirm that they are still human beings, that deserve loving relationships, even if they are not ready yet to fully participate in them.