He didn't make it. The love of my life, MY baby didn't make it?
I'm so fucking lost. My mind is all over the place. I'm not medicated, in therapy...i was literally in an appointment getting this all started while he was dying!! I had no idea until 3 hours later. It hurts so bad. I'm so scared of myself.
He was honestly the most amazing man. I was awful to him when I raged out , why did he stand by me through all that? I miss him so much.
Has anyone with BPD here lost their significant other have any good coping techniques? 