It may sound horrible, but I faked my death and abandoned all of my “friends”. For the past few months, I’ve been at my worst state yet with depression and my BPD. I’ve tried reaching for help; however, most of my friends encourage only negative solutions (drugs, self harm, etc), or simply watch nor care. It drove me insane every day trying to ignore it, and when I tried to confront the problem about it with them, it worsened my BPD to an extent I’ve never felt before. I couldn’t take it anymore, I knew I would snap horribly if I didn’t come up with some way to leave them without stirring too much conflict, so I decided to fake my death. I know they won’t care, and I won’t have mental breakdowns everyday about it anymore. Win-win. I’m now ready to meet new friends and began a new journey, slightly scared, but ready.