How do I stop telling people my story of relationship with pwBPD? It tumbles out

[fromheeltoheal]

Human,

Their invalidation was only hurting me further.

Just to show you... .

Some of the things they keep asking me... .

"Ironmanfalls... .

When are you returning to Facebook/Instagram... .?

You aren't serious...

That you are keeping it permanently closed... .?

You are not going... .

To let your ex have this power over you... .?"

You are still not healed... .?"

I don't need that.

Facebook creates relationship challenges that didn't exist before; interesting to learn how to navigate it well. 

I was dead set on severing all contact with my BPD ex when I left her, especially since I looked at her page a few days after I left her, and it was a mix of veiled messages to me and flirts with new victims, and of course she changed her relationship status to single.  Enough.

So I closed that account, not just deactivated, deleted it entirely, and started a new one.  My friends wondered were I'd gone for a day or two, but I found them all again, and off we go.  Facebook interaction is somewhat important to me, and screw her, I was done letting her limit my life.  I haven't heard from her on the new account, but there are ways to deal with that too.

If that's the big deal to your friends, maybe doing what I did is and option?

[Accepting]

I hope now that I've discovered BPD and been through what I have, that I can try to put a label on it in my mind and that stops the need for oversharing. Cos I know how much people who haven't been there, just don't get it. If I barely get it, how can I expect others to.

Feel free to 'overshare' here; people benefit from it, everyone's listening, and I've found if I spew it here I have less of a desire in the world, except for people who really care and can help.

Thank you... haha  I have actually shared far more than I thought I would in the last week and it's really been of a genuine help to me. I feel much better already and as though the mutual understanding helps bring a sense of normality to it all - to something that really isn't normal  As I mentioned in my first posting here... .it was loitering in the shadows on this forum, reading the threads and resources that truly confirmed all my suspicions as to what I was actually dealing with - though I hadn't heard of BPD previously... .I thought his was some intricate twisted form of grief and depression with anxiety over the top. This site was a revelation.

Their invalidation was only hurting me further.

I have definitely felt this way. If someone has not been through this then they don't get it and I guess ultimately that's normal - cos it is very hard to 'get'. Can't blame them... .but it would be nice to be believed by those you love. Not made to feel like you were a fool being played. It's much more in depth and intricate than that.