The worst part of being hurt has to be that you never know when you’re going to stop hurting. I fell for someone hard. The worst part is that he went along with it when he had NO INTENTION to reciprocate the feelings. Well he did reciprocate the feelings to a degree…. but then it all changed. I feel like I have experienced some great loss. Like it’s crazy. I know with my BPD I get attached to people very quickly and this is no different. I opened up, he acted like he understood and felt similar…..only to end up now barely communicating with me at all. I always wonder…..why am I not good enough? So now I’m done. I don’t deserve scraps. I don’t deserve those little breadcrumbs that he is giving me to hold out hope for something that doesn’t exist. But here I am, the one up at 4am cause I can’t sleep, my brain won’t stop. I know I have a lot of healing to do within myself. I can only hope that I will eventually find someone who accepts me for me. But this hurts so fucking much...