I have so much compassion for her. I know she is suffering. How do I get past this?
I really identify with what you describe,
August. My r/s with my exBPDgf ended in early October and I still cry all the time, not only for the loss of the r/s but also because I know what she has to suffer through with her BPD. It breaks my heart over and over and over again. I love her so much. Many others seem to have the same problem so I think it's normal to struggle with grief like this after a BPD breakup.
If you don't mind me sharing, the things that have helped me the most are:
1. Finding a good therapist (I see a schema therapist once each week who specializes in treating BPD and their loved ones).
2. Working slowly through the books:
Getting Past Your Breakup by Susan Elliott,
Reinventing Your Life by Jeffrey Young (prescribed by my therapist), and
Get Out of Your Mind and Into Your Life by Steve Hayes (prescribed by therapist)
3. Keeping a journal. (although studies have shown this can be counter-productive if one is a "ruminator" by nature).
4. Slowly and ritualistically removing and discarding all reminders, keepsakes, photos, etc... In retrospect, I wish I'd started this process
much earlier.
5. Writing a letter to her (not to send, but to read to therapist and then destroy in a "letting-go with love" ceremony). This can be repeated as needed.
6. Mindfulness meditation and defusion techniques.
7. Distraction: I've learned to accept the strong feelings and emotions as they appear and allow myself to cry for a time, but after a little while of that I'll try to practice distraction (I find that washing dishes, cleaning house, organizing my desk, etc. for at least 20 minutes or so helps me get my mind off things). Ruminating for too long only makes things worse.
8. I pray for her and for me every day so that I can hopefully learn to "let go and let God."
As painful as it is, in the end there's a real opportunity to become a better, stronger, more compassionate person after a BPD relationship. Honestly, I've never felt more isolated, alone, rejected, and just plain ugly in my whole life after my breakup. But at the same time I've also never had as much of a capacity for empathy and compassion for others as I do right now nor a better idea of how I want to get better and improve my own life. So, it can be a blessing in disguise in the end with a little patience, a little endurance, and just taking the time to work through everything. One step at a time. That's been my experience so far. All the best to you in yours... .