I don't think I can hold anything together anymore. I feel so isolated right now. My BPD H, I believe, genuinely hates me. I don't think he will get better. If he wanted to get better, he'd have done it by now.
He asked me to come back to him a few years ago because he needed someone to take care of him. I agreed. He no longer wants anyone to take care of him, including himself.
He smiles snidely at me. Believe me, he hates me. He hates my family. He hates his family.
Please tell me how to stop thinking of him as evil incarnate.
This is a tough thing to think about. But, I think at this point, you may want to consider taking care of yourself first. Kind of goes with that old saying, don't try to love others until you love yourself. But in this case, you have to care for your emotional health first. If he wants to you to care for him, then there needs to be boundaries, which is a common thing many of us learn here, I'm still learning myself. But use these boundaries to protect your emotional health. The boundaries option is a great tool cause sometimes it can show the other person that you want to help them, but they need to do their part as well.