A few days ago my FP left me after he couldn't take my borderline side anymore. Something in me snapped. I snapped out of the borderline haze in my head and started thinking straight again. Since that day I haven't felt my borderline playing up. 

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Normally, I latched onto people whom my non-borderline self did not seem to like at all. However, for some reason, my borderline side seemed to obsess over them.

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This time, it was different. Even when I snapped out of it, I still felt adoration for him. That's when I realized that I have to fight to get myself back to the surface. This is only the third time in almost 20 years that I have genuinely liked someone myself, without stimulation of my borderline. I put my recovery in full progress now.

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FP, if you're there, I hope we meet again when I am myself, the one you started to fall for in the beginning.