That’s the worst part about bpd in my personal experience at least. I can’t fucking avoid some things almost daily. And they’re small, stuff I’d consider silly and nonsensical, some of which would probably sound crazy to some other bpd folks, but really bothers me. A few include seeing “fit” people (particularly women) whether that’s a picture on social media, tv commercial, or a chick jogging down the street or going out in public and see a woman in a crop top with a flat stomach. Even seeing women with certain piercings, like while watching tv or on social media or talking to somebody in person.. I don’t fully understand this because I’m not big, I just hate the fact I don’t have a flat stomach and have body dysmorphia and distorted body image + ED. I have to look away from commercials about dieting or working out, otherwise I freak out. I can’t even see those Sandals vacation commercials without getting upset. I can’t go to the beach anymore- something I used to love so much, and still do, but my bpd ruined. Also when I see tongue or belly button piercings (especially tongue piercings) I just feel really triggered. I’m embarrassed by that one because I’m certain 99% of people would find that fucking absurd.. however I have my reasons, if i listed my reasons it might make a little more sense but it’s too sensitive in nature to really talk about comfortably. I can’t see those vacation Sandals commercials without getting depressed. People casually talking about sex triggers me- just hearing or see people talk about sex makes me feel extremely uncomfortable and uneasy. Seeing my boyfriend text his parents or talk to his parents on the phone triggers me, cause I have a hideous “relationship” if you could even call it that with his parents. He chooses me and constantly defends me and refutes them and tell them to never speak in such ways about me (they’re incapable of NOT trashing me though) but it’s like I feel rejected and abandoned and deceived over the fact he even talks to these people at all given how much they hate me. So I just get angry and my mood is over. The way I feel is like, “how dare you even talk to these people?”. It’s unrealistic and I get that. Hearing or seeing certain names (often common names) trigger me because I remember certain people and that goes badly for me. Certain songs playing on the radio make me freak out (in a lot of cases I can avoid but not always). Little things I see all around me take me back to when I was assaulted various times. Those are just some examples. 

Sorry that was long- many things to anyone who read it all. Can anyone relate??