I found this post randomly while searching for advice or anything that could help me. My boyfriend of a year broke up with me a few hours ago. He told me he had bpd and if he didn’t leave this town, he was going to die here. He has been cycling thoughts that I am a figment of his imagination because no one could love him the way I love him through his head so often that he is making himself crazy. He wants to feel real. He wants to move across the country to find work in Hollywood.

He asked me to come with him but I have a paralyzed father and a 10 year old sister to care for and I don’t think I could leave them behind.

I love him with everything in my soul, and he is the sweetest, most patient, loving person I have ever met. I can read him like a book and I know when he is putting on the mask to please everyone. I don’t want to lose him and I am afraid he won’t get the help he needs in California but reading your post has shown me how much he truly hurts. I knew he was struggling with all of these things but I could never understand the depths of it. I can only hope moving to California is just what he needs to find himself and he comes back to me and we can be a family again.

Thank you for your beautiful words.