I just broke up with my boyfriend. You know the drill and how I felt about him. Splitting was extremely often especially during the last month of our breakup. I told all of my friends that it is done and we can’t be together no longer because of the way he treated me (he was diagnosed with bipolar). We made that decision together after 7 months of living together. After the break up we still had to live together for a month so I came to peace with it and we decided to stay friends. There were nights when I cried, nights when I smiled. But now that I’ve moved on and he is saying how he is doing great, I feel awful. He always used to say how we are the bad influence on each other, but I hate to think that. I hate to think thT we brought so many bad moments to each other. I hate to think that he is happier... without me... And now my brain is acting up and nostalgia is making me miss him. I was sure that our love went cold, but when he says that he is better without me, my brain is screaming “You love him but he doesn’t love you back...” 
BPD is a terrible companion in life, but hey, we got this... (: