I could say so much here about her but then you will all know what a BPD is like and therefore I guess I really ought to be asking some important questions, like, how do you cope?
I try to laugh, at least once a day. About this, or something else. And, yes, that may be a bit black humor, or gallows humor, like whistling past the graveyard, but there is humor here.
Also, I post here to know I am not alone.
You aren't either.
What are my options?
As far as what?
Where did I go wrong?
You didn't. You were sucked into this black hole of BPD without your consent.
What more could/should I be doing?
Again, as a far as what?
Where do you draw the lines?
Again. Same answer. Need some more specifics. Which lines?
When do you say enough is enough and I want to smile again without guilt?
Whenever it suits you. You've earned the right to smile. We all have.
Are there BPD's who want to be helped and BPD's who don't?
Absolutely.
And if so how do you identify and treat each category?
In my case, we're working through that very expensive question.
I'm not trying to be short or flippant, here, but I've learned to get good advice from people here (and there is a TON of good advice here), you have to ask questions that are pretty specific.
You're welcome here, and you are not alone. All of our experiences with BPD are different, but a lot of our experiences fall into a similar category.
-jyw