Zykg85
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- Sep 30, 2021
- 40
i don't even know where to begin, i've been broken since December 1, 2023, when my person, my only person in the whole world, died. She was my everything. I'd known her for 8 years, and those years were so tough for her; we were a long-distance relationship. More than friends, but less than dating; mostly because she wasn't fond of labels, and didn't want to feel trapped or locked into anything. Even though we were still bonded to each other and no one else. I have BPD and she was my fp.. She has OSDD with attachment disorders so she bonded to me near as fast as i had with her. It wasn't instantaneous. We were just close friends for a number of years. Then sometime after the 5th year, i realized i felt so reliant on her for any sense of emotioanl stability, and she realized the same.
The last cpl years were really rough for her, she started using more than weed & alcohol. I didn't mind mostly because she was as careful as you'd imagine someone could be. Always showed how much she was using, and wouldn't use more. She liked to walk in the streets at night; not necessarily bc streets, but because night. But bad ppl did bad things to her in the streets at night and her drug use got worse n worse. She was fighting it though. Kept trying to go clean, and i'd help her whether clean & sober, or actively using. I just never wanted her to feel ashamed or like she was disappointing me.
On Dec 1st, we did a video chat like we did almost every night. She was at her fam's house for the holidays, Christmas is her fav time of the year because she'd get to spend it with her relatives, even though they treated her poorly or acted like they didn't care much for her interests.. She went to sleep after.. then never woke up again
I am destroyed. I was gonna fly out to visit her and spend a week next feb for her birthday, but now there's nothing..
None of her family knew i existed. Mostly she was afraid to tell them about me for fear they'd reject me bc a few members of her family are racist asf. Her older sister, she'd started telling things about me, like how much she loved me, or how much i did things for her to help her out over the years, and the sister was supportive of it.
But before she died, the sister had failed her more than a few times in terms of support in big ways, on top of failing to hide her own drug use, which also triggered my friend...
I've lurked here for a while and never had reason to post..
I've tried to CTB a few times in the past, mostly due to loneliness and emptiness bc BPD, but i'd never grieved before.. now i am, and it's torture. She was my sole purpose for being and now she's gone, and i know she wants me to go on and all that, but.. i just..can't.
I gotta be with her keep her safe, keep her company.. if i'm not sleeping i'm crying, if i'm not crying i'm sleeping. I just want to make it stop now...
p.s. i couldn't tell what prefix to give this.. im sorry
The last cpl years were really rough for her, she started using more than weed & alcohol. I didn't mind mostly because she was as careful as you'd imagine someone could be. Always showed how much she was using, and wouldn't use more. She liked to walk in the streets at night; not necessarily bc streets, but because night. But bad ppl did bad things to her in the streets at night and her drug use got worse n worse. She was fighting it though. Kept trying to go clean, and i'd help her whether clean & sober, or actively using. I just never wanted her to feel ashamed or like she was disappointing me.
On Dec 1st, we did a video chat like we did almost every night. She was at her fam's house for the holidays, Christmas is her fav time of the year because she'd get to spend it with her relatives, even though they treated her poorly or acted like they didn't care much for her interests.. She went to sleep after.. then never woke up again
I am destroyed. I was gonna fly out to visit her and spend a week next feb for her birthday, but now there's nothing..
None of her family knew i existed. Mostly she was afraid to tell them about me for fear they'd reject me bc a few members of her family are racist asf. Her older sister, she'd started telling things about me, like how much she loved me, or how much i did things for her to help her out over the years, and the sister was supportive of it.
But before she died, the sister had failed her more than a few times in terms of support in big ways, on top of failing to hide her own drug use, which also triggered my friend...
I've lurked here for a while and never had reason to post..
I've tried to CTB a few times in the past, mostly due to loneliness and emptiness bc BPD, but i'd never grieved before.. now i am, and it's torture. She was my sole purpose for being and now she's gone, and i know she wants me to go on and all that, but.. i just..can't.
I gotta be with her keep her safe, keep her company.. if i'm not sleeping i'm crying, if i'm not crying i'm sleeping. I just want to make it stop now...
p.s. i couldn't tell what prefix to give this.. im sorry