Hello everyone! I'm new here and well I'm not exactly sure where to start, but i'm pretty sure i've come to the right place. I have been newly diagnosed with BPD within the past year. And as of right now, am currently struggling to write about myself (I'm sure you all know what I'm talking about.) Some basic things though, I am 18, preparing for the next phase of my life which will hopefully be college. This proves to be a challenge because my indecisiveness has not allowed me to actually pinpoint where I want to go or what I even want to major in. Up until recently I have let my parents just throw suggestions at me. Either that, or become infatuated with what my on and off again boyfriend is doing with his life. I have a hard time separating his interests from mine, and when he went to school in Pittsburgh It suddenly became my "dream school" and no other place would ever be as great as Pitt and I would certainly die if I didn't go. I held this belief only because I had no interests of my own so I overcompensated and became obsessed with his.
As he is leaving soon to return to school, I am forced with a possible breakup. Where last year, before he left, I clung to him and cried like a baby and proceeded to be a complete emotional wreck for months after. Now, I have decided to cut off all contact. When I last saw him I acted as if everything was normal, even though I was already convinced that it was the last time I'd ever be with him. I don't know if this is some kind of coping mechanism or what, but since cutting off contact, I feel like I have lost myself completely. Probably because my identity was so intertwined with his. I feel like a blank slate waiting for someone to occupy the emptiness. And now I have a dream of moving out to California for school to get as far away from him as possible. (Which isn't any better than my last "dream") Why do I have to either be inseparable from someone, or I can't know them at all? It's so frustrating. One minute i'm glad to be rid of him for "making me crazy" blaming him for every bad thought i've ever had and feeling i've ever felt, and the next minute i'm curled on on the floor sobbing because I missed him and how i'll never love again. And the worst part is, it's only been 3 days.
But deep down I'm afraid, because when we broke up last year, I decided to become the exact opposite of who I had been with him. Angry, hurt, and identity-less, I did obscene amounts of drugs and alcohol, took up smoking, became even more wreckless and impulsive than normal. I never want to go back to how I was, but I am dreading this upcoming fall and I hope i'm not doomed to repeat the same mistakes.
Sorry that was so long and rambly but I'm just not sure what to do, or if the way I'm handling this situation is even right. Has anyone else experienced a relationship like this? If so, how have you managed it? Thanks for reading <3