“Don’t think of her” except it’s the online friend who would make me feel included, get excited when I was in call, text me 24/7, trusted me enough to vent and tell a secret no one else knows, felt terrible for making me walk on eggshells talking to them. Even despite that. They still had BPD and it wasn’t getting better. Despite that I stayed. Despite that I constantly apologized instead of defending myself just so they wouldn’t leave me. I feel sick thinking about it, I hate being so stressed all the time. Thinking of them makes me cry. Eve, if you’re seeing this. I hate you as much as I love you. Please get better.
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