My BPD has been too much for me to handle lately. I cant talk to anyone, let alone even look anyone in the eye. I cant even look at myself in the mirror. I hate myself and I honestly don't even know who I am anymore. I constantly just feel like shit, and want to kill myself. I constantly feel so empty, sad or angry, and a lot of the time I don't even know why. I have little to no friends, and my boyfriend, who has helped me so much through the past year and a half, who has saved me from being homeless and helped me keep some sort of will to live, is now wanting to move out because he needs space and can't deal with my bpd anymore. I feel as though I just have nothing to live for anymore, and to end it all seems like the only option where I don't suffer like this for years to come.