24M here who is living with BPD. I do take medication to help control outbursts and what not. Sorry if this post is a bit long but I really hope someone will read it and take it to heart, try to relate and try to give me some words of encouragement..

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I'm sure most of us here know how difficult it can be to keep a job. I worked for 2 years consistently somewhere, but my boss there also had BPD and her's was not under control and it was affecting my well being which is why I left.

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I struggled to find and hold down a job for months but I had finally done it. 

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I've had a lot of issues with this place but I was managing it. Until today...

Today we had someone new come into our team. We work as dog trainers in a room packed with unruly dogs. Everyone hired is entry level kids with no experience at all working with dogs (I at least have 2 years in the grooming field but this is a lot different so I consider myself a noob as much as the other people I work with) 

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This new person on our team actually has amazing experience and is knowledgeable about what he's doing. I was really excited that he was going to be working in the same room as me.

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Well, that was until I walked into the room to relieve him of his shift and begin mine. 

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He immediately came up to me, furious, because I hadn't used the walkie to let him know I was entering the room (the dogs get excited when a new person comes in) but this had never been our policy. I've worked the morning shift and when the PM shift person comes in, they simply walk into my room. It has been this way for the 4 months I've worked there so far. 

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He got in my face and yelled at me like a dog (funnily enough considering our workplace) and asked me if I was an idiot and told me that "now I have dog shit on my fucking hand because you don't have common sense"

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This went on for the longest minute of my life and ended with him throwing the walkie full force at the wall by my head. (he was standing close enough to me that it really wasn't possible that he was aiming for me and missed, so I know he wasn't trying to hurt me and the possibility of it happening by mistake was zero)

I tried to explain to him that "I agree it makes more sense to communicate with the other person before entering the room but I just want you to understand that we've never done that before here" but he just cut me off telling me I should know better and "that's no excuse for what you did"

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5 minutes after he left the room they had used the walkie (which everyone in the building is in possession of one) to chew me out for walking into the room and putting him in that situation and how I had endangered the dogs and the well being of my coworker by doing this. Later that night they also made a post in our group chat informing everyone (for the very first time btw) that this was our "policy" and everyone should "please" follow it (I would have loved to have been told that as gently as everyone else was.....)

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My entire day was spent trying to hold back tears. I got that gut sinking feeling while he was yelling at me, it made me feel like a small child again being yelled at by the teacher in front of the class. You know when your throat feels tight and all that? And when he threw the walkie right next to me as hard as he did, I just stared at the floor trying my hardest not to let him see my eyes because they had started to water at that point. 

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This guy is unfortunately very good friends with my boss and complaining to anyone about him doesn't seem like an option. Also, on my first day someone in the room had asked to be relieved so they could have a quick bathroom break and the people who were training me rolled their eyes, made snide remarks about him bitching and whining too much and then told him that (despite his shift starting an hour ago) he would have to go for his 30 minute break now if he wanted to use the bathroom.

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Complaining to anyone higher up about what had happened and how it made me feel would just encourage people to talk about me behind my back and probably force a half-assed apology from the jerk that yelled at me (which I would honestly just prefer to never ever speak to him or look at his face again)

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I want to hand in my 2 weeks but I have expenses to pay and I've tried looking elsewhere for work for a long time with absolutely no luck. And quitting another job (this will be my third job I've quit this year.... and the years barely started) just feels like taking a huge step back in terms of my "progress" 

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With BPD, I'm sure I'm overreacting but my emotions have been a rapid rollercoaster between anger, hurt, resentment and self-pity. 

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Anyone have any helpful advice on how to deal with this nonsense? Or similar stories? 

I don't know how to go back to work and face him. Luckily I have two days off so I'm stuck on this emotional rollercoaster until Thursday where I finally have to face my (now) worst fear and see his face again.