Like the title. I feel like every emotion I feel a thousand times stronger than non-bpd ppl. except for *true* happiness. When I get happy I instantly get the feeling that I am not actually happy, or I am faking it, or I don’t deserve it. It is hard to explain. I start doubting about why I would be happy.
Sometimes little things can really brighten my day. When I have a FP I get incredibly happy if it is going well between us. But ofcourse the other side of that is horrible splitting. 
I can just never be ‘fine’. And I hate it.