I know many folks here post if they should send letters to their ex. IN my case it wasn't a question and yes every situation is different. In my case, I suppose (and it's hard to believe) but my ex and my story is on the lighter side of BPD exposure (can't believe I am writing this!)
Here is the letter I sent her tonight.
Maybe it is too sappy, too flattering to her, to nice, to romantic... . I think it is. If my sister or kids or friends read this they would all tell me I am way to kind and screw her... . My friends and family are not fans, to say the least.
But the feelings and the message is as real as I can write it.
Now I have to start building up again, to experience not having her in my daily life as a text friend, video chat friend, and having her always in my mind... . just as I was in hers.
I don't want to endure finding out about her with another man.Maybe the guy she went to the show with today... . As I have posted, yeah, it WAS time for once to LISTEN to that little voice in my head and take it in that it is almost NEVER WRONG and that while I might sound like a jealous unreasonable lunatic, guess what?
I know I am right. This is how she operates... . it's sick. She's sick and she is able to look me straight in the face, with no expression and those pretty ice cold blue/green eyes and state calmly in a beautiful voice, " I love you unconditionally. You are my soulmate. I love the crinkle of your eyes. I love the way it feels to walk down the street with you. I am madly in love with you. You don't get it. YOU HAVE ME. Completely. All my friends know. Everyone knows. I am madly in love with you since I first laid eyes on you. I would not be with X, I want to be with you but if you are not in my life, sure its possible I would be with X"
Now that's hard to hear, isn't it? It sounds 'right'... . How much more could I ask for... . The darned woman means every single word of it! Yet I know. Most of us do know the illness in her, the sickness, the confusion to 'Non's' like us (hate how it sounds to be a 'non"

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Anyway. Here's the letter I wrote tonight.
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Hi,
I emailed and texted you a few times and you're probably busy and enjoying the city.
Needless to say, yes, I do miss you pretty terribly and think of you every few minutes and refer to you to people I am with who i wish you would have been in my life to meet.
I know your experience of feeling that I was always leaving you while obviously connected to your built in fear of abandonment is something very real and I suspect extremely disturbing to you in a way I don't think I ever did or can fully appreciate.
In the same way, I have felt in a similar way as to never feeling a certain safety or sensitivity that without contributes to an anxiety i feel.
In some ways, we each never trusted the other and how I see it at least is well, quite honestly I don't think it's so much about the other person as we think.
But whatever it is, one thing I have learned (and it makes it harder) is how much I do love and care and always did care about you and I know you felt the same way towards me no matter what!
It's more than a little frustrating to have been so close and yet so far.
That at the deepest roots I feel you never really 'got' or saw me for who I really am. I'm not a jealous man, not insecure about my woman being around other men. This has never been an issue for me, as I am nothing if not confident with who I am as a man.
I had no idea what was going on this weekend with that show. That woman X from XXX knew all about it of course.
I wish I had known and it would have been a zero, non issue but really we both know, it's not about that anyway... . And it's not about X of course.
I think you are awesome…a gem of gems, an angel, a sweetie.
I am quite sad, devastated even…if that makes you feel any better.
I am not the man to let go it seems, or not easily.
And yet yesterday, I saw that I have unresolved issues about things that happened in the relationship that kept coming up and never were 'resolved'…I had enlisted help in how to make it work with you... . and I told you of that.
I thought i could do it alone and that by sheer force of will…of love and resolute certainty that I was going to finally make the commitment to be your boyfriend... . which to me is quite a serious commitment as I have made no secret that my intentions were never anything short of marriage or at the least living together as a couple... . really as mates... . llama mate soul mates.
I am bittersweet in the knowledge that you are whole (FINALLY!) and that I was there every step of the way and believed in you throughout.
I know i/we will heal and we will continue to make our lives better, fuller and healthier…I was loving how you managed to find your way with food and how much in sync it was with my own desire and hope to eat better (and more often) to just feel better. And from there, just keep moving forward in healthy ways to have a sane, amazing, interesting and productive life.
I love you. Greatly respect you X. Please know that.
Yesterday maybe never should have happened... . Yeah, it was ridiculously easily avoidable. But it happened and we were both right back to the original pain in many ways.
We are so much alike…That while I look and seem a certain way... . on the inside I might be working harder than it may appear.
What that means is I was just running on a hope, a wish, a longing and using all of the remainder of my 'will' to make us finally be whole.
Of course I was in over my head and that i over estimated my will and my desire to just hope that love and all would just conquer anything. Sadly of course it can't. Not alone at least.
You are a fascinating woman. Complex and simple. I saw you completely. I did.
I'll never know it all and I guess there will always be unanswered questions that really can't be answered... .
And it's like a microcosm of life I guess.
Anyway, I hope by sharing all of this you know one thing at the least. I am lucky I had you in my life. And as you said, I do not have regrets.
Did I wish for a happy romantic comedy of endings.
Hell yea of course.
After all, you were XXX.
Two romantic love lorn llamas…
And it was quite a tale to say the least.
And the two llamas looked into the horizon and head down, put one hoof in front of the other.
Love,
Me