My best friend, the love of my life, my roommate, my work college, my school friend all in one. I spent every day with him. I Gave him all my money, all my time, everything. All because he was my favourite. There was no changing that. We were inseparable, no principal or shitty parents could keep us apart. We went to parties together and spent time on the streets. We did dumb and illegal shit, but it was worth it. Every moment was.
I think it takes a lot of willpower to let go of someone so close to you. It's like ripping a part of you out and tossing it on the floor. Too much pain. Too many attempts.
Through think and thin through abuse and fights I stuck with him. No matter the time or how much it cost, I was there for him. We moved in together after 6 months of knowing each other because we clicked. He liked me but never said anything, it was obvious to everyone and for that reason, I kept believing. He would have been mine eventually.
However, people can only fuck up so many times. After sexually coursing me and assaulting me there was only so much more that I could take of him. Sometimes your world has to crash. Mine crashed burned and ripped at me until I couldn't take it.
He's now on my blocked list. On everything. Don't believe that be is your world. He can't be no one is perfect. He wasn't but I still loved him. And take it from me, if I can rip away from someone anyone can. You just have to believe that you'll be okay without them in your life and snap. It's all gone.
You're finally free.

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Infection
Short StoryLiving in the life of someone that has BPD, the good the bad and the ugly. Addiction and pain and a little psycho sometimes too.