I love her so much and I'm giving her as much support and advice on how to deal as I can offer. But also I really wish that she didn't have it. Having bpd was my thing. It was what seperated me from her. We always have to be the same with everything and sometimes it just gets so tiring. This was my diagnosis and I know she's not doing this on purpose but I really just want to have something of my own if that makes sense. I feel like a shit friend