Dear all,
I just thought i'd put to words a few strange things with my exBPDgf.
We split abt 5mths ago, NC 4mths, and I'm recovering from time in hospital due to my own serious depression and harming as a result of the r/s hell.
My ex simply spouted vile and sent me the cruellest of emails in October, then devoted herself to God, being baptised and reborn... . yeah, I know, v strange and no acceptance of responsibility/reality.
Rather than look for a job she found God and God 'provided' for her (via her mums ££)... .
Anyway, I made a decision last Sunday to go back to church and just enjoy myself because I used to a great deal. I didn't know if she'd be there (there are 4 services on a sunday) and I didn't care. But she wasn't there... . which was a bit weird as in October she was at every one.
Yesterday I made 2 new friends in a church related party and social gathering -I had a really nice evening. Again, she wasn't there... .
My T said to me about a month ago that religious ideation is as finite as the idolisation stage -eventually, she would get 'bored' of religion... . and it seems she may have... .
I remember she had some good friends from the church, so wonder whether she eventually showed her rage and true colours?
Anyway, what do I care? I don't! But I did enjoy being back and I'm going to go back again. The man I considered to be 'her' Pastor, couldn't have been more friendly and welcoming... . (and he meant it, there was no fakeness there -as if he knew!)- BPD is such a weird illness... .
She's still in London though... . I can sense it! urghhhhhhhhh yuck... .
I'm really looking forward to the day where if I see her I will just smile and then turn my head with utter indiffernce -it's not a million miles away... .
