loving you with borderline personality disorder

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january 14, 2024

i am putting this story to an end, because i originally wrote this journal a long time ago about a boy who gave me a taste of a teenage romance, and defined "love" for me in the best way i have ever experienced so far. even if we had our fights, i don't hold them against him.

we became friends again after i left the psych ward and when my best friend died, he comforted me and was the first person i spoke to after his passing. he made me so happy at a point in my life where i felt like i was dying every single second. he was very sweet and kind, just had his own demons. he tried his best and he was always a fighter.

he passed away months ago to suicide. 

i want to write a really long and sweet thing in here to end our story, but i don't really have the energy to. i feel like all the energy has forever been sucked out of me since he passed away. i feel very empty and it took me a while to give an update on here.

my heart still hurts. thank you for giving me a wonderful experience. 

i hope you are finally resting and no longer in pain.