So I brought her some chips, did the artwork with her, and then before leaving I suggested we try a few chips.
She gave me the familiar but forgotten i've changed into her(Bpd) stare and said they weren't for me and I couldn't have any.

Thanks Tcast, I needed that.

It really is just so absurd, the whole BPD ball of wax. No, you're not hallucinating. And most of the time it doesn't feel funny at all.
I remember one time trying to hide a 350-lb roto-tiller in a back alleyway because uBPDgf didn't want her uncle to see it, for some typical ridiculous dysfunctional reason. I'm a little guy. It had to go down a flight of narrow concrete steps. Somehow I managed it. Only a few small flesh wounds.
Glad you got some chips. Remember, it could have been worse, she might not have given you any.

But seriously now, I've just remembered that this is the undecided board. What, if she hadn't given you the chips, you'd leave? Seems a bit drastic, don't you think?
PP