I know things would be tough if I let her back in, but then again like I' said I've always asserted my boundaries before. I don't know, it's confusing. I guess I feel a little relief knowing for certain I haven't been forgotten, and it's obvious I DID actually mean something, after all how could I not. I've been one of the few men that made a significant impact on her life.
Hi Rock.
I have been where you are. I could have written your post.
I too, have gained some insight and from my now removed perspective I can tell you two things that were true in my relationship with a BPD sufferer.
1. She never forgot me. I was an object that satisfyed her until I couldn't. She probably still thinks about me today from time to time when her present relationship is unsatisfying. But it will not be about how I am but about how I could be of use to her.
2. I was not anything special in her life. I was one among many who tried but failed to make her happy. Actually, by enabeling her for as long as I did, I did more harm than good.
She is mentally ill, profoundly so. She is not equiped to have a healthy, mature, and loving relationship. I thought that I was special and I could fix her.
I was wrong. Very wrong.