Saturday, 7 March 2015
Out of all of my exes Popeye is the one I wish I was friends with the most. He won't return my emails, he won't tweet me back and I highly doubt I'll get a response to my letter. We were friends for awhile but he broke off the friendship because I was being so negative. I'm in a better place compared to last year but I fear it might be too little too late. Also if there was anyone who could fix my aerial it would be him. He is so smart.
Monday, 2 March 2015
It would appear I have unceremoniously been dumped. Despite said boyfriend being clued into my BPD, he screwed me then a week later dumps me on the merrit of being overly emotional. No shit Sherlock that's what BPD essentially boils down too. I am feeling it heavily too. My BPD is a curse and I fear there is no-one out there with the necessary patience needed to ever love me.