Got split on by my undiagnosed BPD live-in best friend / on-and-off lover for the first time in over a decade. Although we live and work together (it was a dream come true for a long time) : all of a sudden after I tried for the very first time to impose a tiny little boundary; I’m being treated like I don’t exist, don’t matter and that things are better than ever without me in the picture. 

There are hard drugs in the picture so I don’t think BPD is the only problem at play. But still: it frigging hurts and I don’t know what to do about it.