On the Borderline - Life With BPD: Ah, Life.

Ah, Life.

You know how, sometimes, you get to a point when you sit up and go, "How the Hell did I get here?"

Things change and you feel like you've been hit by a freight train. One minute you're starting college and your girlfriend is visiting you. Next thing you know, you're engaged, you have a puppy, she's homeless and jobless, and you're telling her between wracking sobs and pathetic wailing that she has to take the dog and move 7 hours away with her best friend and stay there for 5 months, no 9, well maybe 2-3 years.

I just... I don't know anymore.

I don't regret my decision and I know she doesn't either. Our puppy needs somewhere to live where she can stretch out her paws. She's going to get big, the backseat just isn't enough. Rae needs a roof over her head, a bed to sleep in. She needs heat at night and air conditioning during the day. She needs electricity and running water. Her best friend's an awesome guy, he'll help her get a job and with her sharing rent and bills they'll both be able to put some money away.

But she's so far away again, just when we thought everything would be okay, and our little girl's going to get big without me.



eden.

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