Yep...
Recovered or not (which I supposedly am), old habits die hard... and I've been acting like a loon.
I was fine, doing my own thing, and then into my life walked this guy that I liked.
It would have probably been okay if he hadn't acted like he might have liked me... but he did...
And then he found someone else to date...
So I've been depressed... and won't go to the gym, and I snap at him, and I keep trying to split him black, but subtley... It's not fun if he doesn't hurt... but he doesn't care...
What he does care about is when I tell him he's not a real person... which I do almost daily...
But for real... wtf...
He's never regretted a relationship, he's built like a greek god statue, has no financial problems...
He has no real life problems. People without problems aren't real people, I've decided...
It dawned on me today that I'm totally acting like a loon, though.
Or a child... I'm probably acting like a child, because I wanted someone to like me, and he did but then didn't, and his life is so mystically perfect...
It didn't help that my grandmother died in the middle of all of it. I wanted someone to tell me it was all going to be okay, and then it just wasn't okay at all. I just keep shutting down, but I can't live without emotion forever, I'm sure... I mean sooner or later I'll just crash out, and then what?
Told me shrink he says I'm normal, actually. I don't feel normal, but he assures me things will be fine and that this is how a grieving period feels... even the part where I act like a vindictive child, because I still have strong BPD traits that come out. He thinks it'll pass and I'll be fine. Mom thinks I'll acting like a normal person, too, but I think her view of normal has been skewed from years of dealing with me, really...
I dunno that I'm looking for guidance... I'm just saying... I'm acting like a child... or a loon...
And apparently, even normal do that... and recovereds... Odd.