I wanna die. We live together and spend literally all our time together as best friends and have been very happy with me being stable and off meds for a long time but GOD. It’s like the colour has left my life. Everything feels so empty and pointless and I have 0 motivation or enjoyment from anything. It’s only 2 more full days then he’ll be back Thursday eve. I’m so lucky I’m with someone who wraps themselves up in me as much I do them and get to live the BPD fantasy 99% of my life but these next few days will be pure torture.