For many many years, I've compromised and ignored every core value I had, all in an effort to enmesh myself with my pwBPD.
She said "I don't like you having female friends" - so I removed them from my life, even though I knew there was absolutely nothing inappropriate about it.
She said "I don't like the way your family lives, and I don't want you to visit them without me" - so I stopped visiting my family, even though I loved them and missed them very much.
She said "If you're going to marry me, I need a big beautiful wedding with the best wedding dress ever" - and so I started out my married life with her almost $20,000 in debt, even though I'd have much rather lived within my means and found a less expensive path.
The list goes on and on.
... .share directly and firmly what you want to say. She might blow up. BUT you will feel better for saying your feelings.
When I first started working through things here at bpdfamily, I would have read something like what Tattered Heart said and been like "Um, yeah, you have NO idea! She MIGHT blow up? Try, "She might reach down my throat, rip out my guts, stomp on them, spit on them, call them disgusting, and then scream at me relentlessly until I capitulated" - sound about right?
I felt like a helpless victim, alternatively blaming my pwBPD directly, or the BPD itself and all the things that put it there.
But what I've discovered is that NO one, not even our pwBPD, can decimate us unless we open ourselves up to let them.
Boundaries. We MUST have boundaries or else there really is no existence. We just flow out into another person and live our lives through them.
We also owe it to ourselves to KNOW ourselves, and know our values, and find whatever strength we can possibly muster to HANG ON to those values. Or else, again, we give ourselves up to someone else to do with as they please.
Both of those topics are covered here:
Setting Boundaries and Setting LimitsNow, just so you know how NOT alone you are, I came down here to write this after standing in front of my pwBPD 10 minutes ago and promising that I'd pay for her hair treatments and high-end cosmetics from tomorrow's paycheck INSTEAD of paying the mortgage. Her response? "Good! You need to make this happen for me! You OWE this to me!" So part of WHY I'm responding to this now is to remind MYSELF that I can't let the BPD take over MY life.
I still very much love my pwBPD as I'm sure you do, too. But in order to love another person, we, ourselves, must be a well-defined person and stand with OURSELVES as we prepare to stand in support of our pwBPD.
Does that all make sense?