About two years ago I met a man who I really connected with. He was the only person who would check on me every single day when I was at a low. I started to fall in love and get really attached. My symptoms were acting up and I needed to tell the truth. I felt safe enough to tell him that not only did I have bpd, that he was also my FP and briefed him on it. Instead of running, he told me he was honoured to be my FP and would do his best to be supportive, while also working with me to ease those toxic attachments. I can't believe how supportive he has been toward me. He has done extensive research on BPD, how it effects the brain, DBT therapy techniques, sending me videos and educational resources. He even looked up BPD psychologists in my city. His love and support is what inspired me to learn about and work through my BPD. We have bad days where I split on him, but he always holds space for me to come back and talk to him when I'm more calm. I love him so much.