DAE practically have an existential crisis over whether or not the people around you are actually treating you terribly but you can't tell if your BPD is making it up because you're splitting? I don't have friends anymore. I've cut practically everyone out (that didn't disappear on their own, worsening the trauma) trying to be mindful of whether or not they're actually healthy to be around... what makes it worse is when my therapist and family downplay the situations with friends and their toxicity when I'm sure what's happening is wrong... idk I lose my mind over this often.