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[Depression = 72% of members]

Imagine somebody you love very much, who told you they love you very much,

completely wraps you in plastic wrap several times.

Then they toss you into the water.

You try to do your best to breathe and swim, but it seems pointless.

Then you hear their voice laughing at you, telling you what a bad swimmer you are.

Yet, you still forgive them because nothing was done in bad faith or with the intention to harm,

and because you love them.

The only thing that gives you strength and a tiny will to survive in this hell

is the last bit of sanity you somehow managed to keep, telling you,

you did your very best, all the time.





Anybody ever feel like this?

[Crazytoo]

Imagine somebody you love very much, who told you they love you very much,

completely wraps you in plastic wrap several times.

Then they toss you into the water.

You try to do your best to breathe and swim, but it seems pointless.

Then you hear their voice laughing at you, telling you what a bad swimmer you are.

Yet, you still forgive them because nothing was done in bad faith or with the intention to harm,

and because you love them.

The only thing that gives you strength and a tiny will to survive in this hell

is the last bit of sanity you somehow managed to keep, telling you,

you did your very best, all the time.





Anybody ever feel like this?

[Itstopsnow]

I think it helped me very much at the end when things all came to a head and I realized how truly sick he was. And finding out he was serial cheating on me and while he was a priest makes me see that he was the problem! These are exclusively his issues. All the times I was made to feel I was the cause for us fighting, I had the bad temper or always looked at things negatively. Everything he said was either a projection, distortion or a flat out lie. He stood for none of the morals he proclaimed to have. When I get sad at the loss I am feeling I have to remind myself I didn't cause any of this and the guy I am missing was a broken illusion. Who they are at the end is their truest self. Not that they don't posses good qualities and fun qualities at times but this at the end is the closest to their true core nature and feelings.

[EaglesJuju]

Imagine somebody you love very much, who told you they love you very much,

completely wraps you in plastic wrap several times.

Then they toss you into the water.

You try to do your best to breathe and swim, but it seems pointless.

Then you hear their voice laughing at you, telling you what a bad swimmer you are.

Yet, you still forgive them because nothing was done in bad faith or with the intention to harm,

and because you love them.

The only thing that gives you strength and a tiny will to survive in this hell

is the last bit of sanity you somehow managed to keep, telling you,

you did your very best, all the time.





Anybody ever feel like this?

I have felt like this. It is very bittersweet and heartbreaking when you both love each other, but a disorder affects everything. You feel helpless watching someone you love sabotaging everything in their life, including your relationship. You wish you could do more for them or rid them of the disorder, although you cannot. You feel angry that the disorder was inflicted on them in the first place. In the midst of all of that, you know that you did everything you possibly could.  Is this how you feel?

[Crazytoo]

That's exactly how I feel. Having written this down feels so good.

[EaglesJuju]

That's exactly how I feel. Having written this down feels so good.

I think it is moving and a fantastic way to express your feelings. 

Does writing it down give you a different perspective of your relationship?

[snappybrowneyes]

Imagine somebody you love very much, who told you they love you very much,

completely wraps you in plastic wrap several times.

Then they toss you into the water.

You try to do your best to breathe and swim, but it seems pointless.

Then you hear their voice laughing at you, telling you what a bad swimmer you are.

Yet, you still forgive them because nothing was done in bad faith or with the intention to harm,

and because you love them.

The only thing that gives you strength and a tiny will to survive in this hell

is the last bit of sanity you somehow managed to keep, telling you,

you did your very best, all the time.





Anybody ever feel like this?

Loving a broken person is not a bad quality to have but it takes serious strength to not lose ourselves in the process. It can be extremely overwhelming when we do not know or understand BPD. Some people choose to stay with the broken souls and love unconditionally, some help them to recovery, and some choose to leave because they cannot live that way. In the end it is really about us, the nons, and what we are willing to accept or not. It is not fair to punish a broken person for being broken when we can walk away. They can only walk away from BPD through serious thought process changes. In the end the choice that is best for you is the right choice.   We need to love ourselves as much as we love others, then we will accept nothing less than we deserve.

[Crazytoo]

I love her so much, even if I can't be with her as a partner now. I just love her unconditionally. Thanks for the reminder.