Fp

I should preface this thought by saying that I have put in the time and effort to try and live alongside my BPD to the best of my ability, and I can see and feel how much better I handle my disorder because I’ve done the hard work.

So I’m aware that I have a new FP. I’ve been good friends with him for years, but in the past couple of months I’ve noticed that my attachment to him has become a lot stronger, so I came to the conclusion that he has reached FP status.

Here’s where my interesting observation kicks in.

I had an issue with him, and I calmly brought it to his attention, and he apologised and took accountability for his actions. I told him that I would need time to heal and he understood. No uncontrollable outburst of anger. No intense crying. Nothing. Just a calm conversation between two parties that ended in an agreeable resolution. And we came back together eventually with no further issue.

My FP recently moved to a different country. He lived on the other side of the country to me, so there shouldn’t have been much difference because it’s not like I physically saw him all the time anyway. But it was the physical act of moving further away from me and creating a distance that triggered my abandonment issues. Once again, no uncontrollable outburst of anger or crying. Instead, I took some time to gather my emotions and process what I was feeling, and then I told him how I felt and why I felt. He completely validated my feelings and understood why I was upset by the move.

Even now, he’s read my latest message to him but hasn’t replied. But I’m actually fine with it. I understand that he’s got things going on, especially with his move, so I’m not crying about not receiving a reply.

I have established such a healthy relationship with my favourite person that it’s almost giving me anxiety how well we’re doing. I’m actually so confused by this healthy relationship that I thought “what if he isn’t my FP” because I am so used to the toxic, unhealthy relationships like with my former FP’s. I know I’ve put in the work to be the best Borderline Barbie I can, so maybe I should just be grateful that I have such a great relationship with my FP.

Has anyone else had a scarily healthy relationship with their favourite person? I really want to hear your stories about this.

#BPD #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Favouriteperson #Fp #MentalHealth

(Sorry for my english)

I’m here to learn about BPD. I have a friend who looks like someone with BPD except she doesn’t know.

I started my reserch because I wanted to learn to be a better friend for her and I never heard about a FP before today.

But while reading this, I feel like I may be her FP, as she described me as a friendly crush and that we should be best friends. Also she told me while she was drunk that she has affective dependency towards me and she thinks I don’t remember because I was also drunk.

She «manipulates» me to trigger reactions from me. Sometimes when I don’t answer (it happened twice by accident) she was really hurt and afraid, she sent me a message to ask what she did wrong and then apologized for her reaction, telling me she was afraid to be abandonned.

Anyway, the thing is, it’s too intense for me, I need to protect myself and having her around me has become painfull.

We see each other once every month and I’m planning to have THE conversation the next time we see each other.

But I’m afraid.

Of course I don’t want to lose her, I love her. But also I don’t want to leave her alone, I don’t want to trigger that pain in her, I don’t want to make her think that she’s right and that people will leave her.

She’s the kind who keeps everything inside, she makes those perfect pokerfaces when she feels something negative so I know that if I talk about this to her, she will «laugh» and pretend that «if you need space it’s ok, I don’t really care» and make the conversation harder.

She is not comfortable with physical contact. She doesn’t initiate it and even if she likes it, she’s not relaxed while hugging (she told me).

But with me, I suppose it’s different. Sometimes, when we’re watching TV, she lays down and puts her head on my knees and I pet her.

It’s just natural for me, I’m a tactile person, I guess it helps.

Anyway, I’m looking for advices, I’d like not to leave her. She deserves to be happy and sereine, she deserves to have people at her side but I don’t know what to do anymore and how to do it.

Help me, please?

#BPD #Fp

It had been a while after I detached from my previous FP and for some months I managed to stay without one. I knew it was going to come back, it always does. I’ve been in therapy for almost two years and the relationship with my therapist is very strong and beautiful, even if I’m not easy to deal with sometimes and I’m extremely jealous of her children, which I know is unfair. In the last months there have been interruptions in our appointments due to holiday and I haven’t reacted well. I relapsed into old habits and I can feel myself spiralling again into this horrible horrible place. I feel lost and empty without her, I can’t tolerate our time apart, I’m jealous of her children and I wish she could be with me all the time. I’m afraid she’ll hate me next time I see her and she’ll leave me and disappear forever. I honestly can’t do it anymore. This is too excruciating and I can’t, I can’t go through that again.

My heart dropped, right into the pit of my weak stomach. The blood in my body felt like it drained right out of my veins. And then, the nausea and shaking. When bad news becomes so devastating you throw up, you cannot breathe.

My birthday celebrations had been in full swing: my partner and small family, after a year of loss, homelessness and rejection from others/employers whilst dealing with bullying I just wanted a nice day. Just and hour before the clock turned 12 and I’d be another year older; My now ex partner would announce he slept with someone else, I knew something was up by his body language that evening. My intuition told me something is wrong, but I didn’t realise it would be this. Following this devastating news I find out he’d also talk to other girls on dating apps moments after we were close and intimate.

I wanted to stay ignorant, I wish I never knew so I didn’t have to deal with the pain.
This time, he isn’t coming back. He was the last person in my life that hadn’t left; my trauma prior to this has been so immense that not many people have bothered sticking around. I’ve finally found I’m now alone in this world. But the biggest realisation for me is that you can think you know someone, inside out. He would constantly reassure me that I’m the only girl for him, I’m gorgeous in every way for him. He only has eyes for me. But how wrong I was, now realising that it was a front, my rock and my love has completely betrayed me. Disrespected me, and now I’m left to pick up the pieces. I am not to say he was entirely bad, this is why it’s so hard. I was in love, to the ends of the earths with him; a month before he would make a proposal style gesture for a promise ring with a heart inside to say he will never leave and I have his heart. But unfortunately I didn’t quite have the rest of his anatomy.

I know many people will share my feelings in their own stories of infidelity and cheating. As a BPD sufferer, I’d always worry he would leave me, or find someone better than me, the thought of him leaving my life was horrific and painful.
It’s such a crushing feeling of total violation and a loss of trust. I question myself, was it me? Was I not good enough? Was she what he wanted? I wish it never happened, sometimes I wished I stayed ignorant. But that is my denial still at play. I don’t know how I can move onto trust another, when you were once so convinced they were the most loyal and faithful person you’ve met. I still feel sick, I cannot eat, I cannot sleep without crying. Heartbreak is killing my soul inside. #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #cheating #Affair #abandonment #Abandoned #Depression #lonely #Fp #Grief #Loss

we don't talk with my fp anymore. l feel so empty and purposeless. What can l do 😔 #Fp #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder

Lately I’ve been missing my ex.

To be more specific and honest, what I’ve missed is the way I felt when I was with him. Every day was an overwhelming feeling of joy and love, that sometimes (eventually most of the time) was created by my brain telling me that finally someone was willing to love me, than what was really happening.

When this relationship ended I was left heart broken and plain broken. My main thought that I was finally being loved turned against me, saying now that I was loveless and empty. It took me a while (plus meds and therapy time) to understand that I was surrounded by love, in all kinds of forms.

But I created a wall, invisible but steady, preventing this and all kinds of love to really reach. If it can’t touch you it can’t hurt you, right? However, I’ve been missing the feeling, and I’m also too scared to let me feel that joy again, with the preconception that I might get hurt and broken again.

Is it worth it to put walls as a precaution? Even though this may keep people outside. Or should I try and try again? With the hopes that this time it might actually work. #Fp #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #BPD #Depression #Anxiety

I was too much for him, and that’s okay. I can’t be mad that he didn’t save me. I can’t even save myself. That’s the only way I don’t get too depressed over my failed relationship. I loved him. I love him. But it’s okay. I will fill the space with meaningless sex until I am loved again.

#Relationships #Fp #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Sex
#Selfharm #Depression #Love #hypersexual

So my FP has left on a work trip, and has no idea when he'll be back. But it will definitely be months. He's also TERRIBLE at remembering to check his phone bc of his own anxiety. Honestly I'm falling apart over it. I moved across the country so he's my main support person. I don't even want to see anyone else. I just want him.

My favorite person, a former roommate with whom I fell madly in love with, decided to completely leave my life and cut all ties/blocked me almost 7 months ago.

Since then, I didn't tried to contact her once but can't help but think about her almost everyday and it hurt a lot.

I want to move on like she did, turn the page and go forward, but I can't seem to be able to, to let her go...

How do I do it? It's one of the things currently making my life so miserable...