He broke up with me for a bunch of different reasons, but most of all he stopped loving me because I couldn't handle my BPD. I'm pretty well-off into my "recovery" as it were but I'm devastated, especially because I told him from the start that I had it and he said it would be fine.

I wish I had the energy to write more. What do I do? I feel so fucking lost and I know this isn't going to hurt him as much as it's hurting me, which makes it even worse. For once I thought he was the one, and I was ready to settle down as best I could.