I just feel so hopeless. Like I lost the love of my life. Which I know it's insane because it was so chaotic and unhealthy. I am having such a hard time counting all the bad against him when I know how much bad there was. And how intensely bad it was. But all i can think about is the good and how much i miss that version of him. I must be sick too.
In a way, we all arrived here sick because we were depressed, stressed out, and looking for answers. Relationships are comfortable and it's tough to break that bond at first because it feels natural...even when it's actually harmful to you. So you're not feeling anything that the rest of us felt when our relationship with a BPD ex or relative seemed to fall apart.
For instance, I went on sleep meds for a good 3 or 4 weeks after the breakup. I was a complete mess and would have done anything to save the relationship. Yet a few years later, I see how incredibly toxic it was and how much of my life I sacrificed to placate to my ex 24/7. Everything was about her, everything was always chaos. But it felt normal because I did it for so long.
It takes time to get over these relationships. The good times were great, but that was part of the mental illness as well. He mirrored everything you liked to be the perfect person for you...which sounds wonderful. But none of us would have entered those relationships if we knew what was coming, if we truly understood BPD.


