It hurts a lot this time because last night I opened up to my friends, her included, for the first time about BPD and how irrational it makes me while having trouble controlling my jealousy and fear of abandonment. She says I made her feel like shit, which I did. God, I just wish I could act like a normal person and be secure in *something*. Not doing too great, guys. Hope all is well with you, at least.