This page is so important for those who care about someone who has BPD. We, with BPD, need you to know that we don't wake up each morning trying to figure out how we can hurt you. Being Borderline isn't any fun. It can be a nightmare. Remember that if we hurt your feelings, most of the time, we do feel sorry for it. No, we can't always use being Borderline as an excuse to hurt others, but being Borderline contributes a lot to it. You have to learn what being Borderline is all about, and then, maybe you can understand why we are the way we are. Personally, I know that because I have BPD, I have contributed a lot to the arguments and problems I may have in relationships. That's not to say that other people in my life don't have their own faults....I can only speak for myself. Being Borderline is like living in Hell on Earth sometimes.

I would like to hear from you. I want you to tell me what it is like to care about someone with BPD. Send me an email and tell me how you feel. Tell me if you would like me to post your feelings here. (no names of course, unless you want me to use your first name)

You, the Non's, are welcome to chat in our chat room or use our non-borderline message board. We need your input also. We also know that you need support. It is hard to be in a relationship with a Borderline, but it can work. Below are some great places for you to go if you care about someone with BPD...(Don't forget to use your back button to return here) Thanks

BPD Central
(A great website for people who care about someone with BPD)

nonbpd.org
(Support for non-borderlines)

Quotes from the Non's.......

"I don't know If I'm just feeling sorry for myself, or if I have a right to feel this way...but I feel very deprived. It's like I give and give, and what I give is never right...always something wrong with it. I never get anything in return. Sometimes I feel like a ghost, like she doesn't even see me....like I don't matter. She says she loves me, but seldom shows it. I can't feel love from her...I hate this! I feel me slipping away. I know all of this is part of the illness, or that's what she says when I try to talk to her about it. Damn, I'm human too! I even feel like if she had somewhere else to go, she would be gone tomorrow....I hate feeling this way. I try to tell her things, but then she cuts me off, and I can't finish what I want to say. It's like she speculates what I'm trying to tell her and she gets it all wrong."
Annonymous

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