It wasn’t that we had a fight, or anything, he hasn’t been taking care of himself because he’s been trying to always take care of me and it became too much... it’s 8 years of friendship and although I am very proud of him, and respect his decision and am proud of Myself for not begging him to stay... the decision hurt. I feel dead inside and every day I want to text him but I realize I  have zero chance of ever being his friend again if I don’t get better, if I don’t learn to cope with all of this on my own. Biggest blessing of having BPD, is knowing it’s not forever, it’s treatable and I can get into remission and it may take a while but if I can learn to depend on myself, then maybe he can come back and we can be in each other’s lives in a healthier way? I just don’t know how to cope or get out of this funk I’m in, it’s like my world stopped turning and a piece of me died and I haven’t been able to eat or stop crying...